August 11, 2026, PA trip

 

Gamers

 

Spent a day in Lincoln

And in Adams, too.

Saw two sisters and their families,

What a fun thing to do!

 

Played Splendor again with Judy.

It’s a type of addiction.

Then spent some time with Linda.

With a similar affliction.

 

We like to play Quiddler,

A short form of Scrabble.

I also read in her book.

I’m glad we didn’t skedaddle.

 

We had home baked nachos

And ice cream for dessert,

With a plethora of toppings.

Then Judy called going berserk.

 

It was hot and humid

And her AC broke down.

We stayed the night anyway

With a smile not a frown.

 

It was hard to be cheerful

with us all knowing.

That in the morning

we’d pack up and get going.

 

 

August 10, 2026, PA trip

 

Splendor

 

Made it to Lincoln

What were we thinking

Glad Loren could eat

Seemed like a feat

Played Splendor with Judy

After our drive

She was the winner

Three out of Five

August 9, 2026, PA trip

 

Walkers are for Walking

 

Made it to Molene, Illinois,

but with a big bump.

At a rest stop,

Loren fell on his back

while trying to use his walker

as a wheelchair.

 

Several people stopped

and helped him up.

 

At the hotel,

he threw up five times.

Slept the night.

We didn’t take him to the ER.

 

Should we have?

We’ll see tomorrow.

 

Lord, please heal Loren.

August 8, 2026, PA Trip, Poetic Bloomings, trees

 

Family Quotes About Trees

 

“There must be seven million trees.”

Quote from my five-year old great nephew

from the cornfields of Nebraska.

And several us from the Shannon Reunion

followed the trails in Cook Forest, PA

in awe of the towering eastern white pine,

eastern hemlock, northern red oak,

white oak, black cherry and red maple,

some over three-hundred years old,

some nearly two-hundred feet tall.

I remember when my Wyoming husband

came to see me in PA for the first time.

He said, “All you can see is trees!”

And I said, “That’s what you’re supposed to see.”

What I said of Wyoming?

“It looks like God left it unfinished.”

 

August 7, 2026, PA Trip

 

Old Vacation Stomping Grounds

 

A bunch of us went farther North

To a shop called Hallers

It was a place we remember

When we were little fellers

 

We ate out lunch

Where we ate it the day before

We played some games

And played some more

 

Packed a bit

For tomorrow

Our reunion will end

With a bit of sorrow.

 

We may not see each other

For a year or more

Where next?

I hope somewhere we adore.

August 6, 2026, PA trip

 

Another Fun Day

 

Fun day today

Began with shopping

Hand-made crafts

Kept on hopping

 

Had a picnic lunch

In a forest glen

Hiked a paved path

For Loren then

 

We took Loren back

To the Airbnb

Then Lori and I

Joined the family

 

We hiked through trees

Taller than skyscrapers

We ventured through them

But didn’t end our capers

 

We visited Linda’s family

At her Airbnb

And played a game

That seemed a bit silly

 

Watched a show

And went to bed

Fell asleep

As if dead.

 

Fantasy, Poetic Asides, PA trip

 

8/5/26

 

Woodland Creatures

 

Our Airbnb in Pennsylvania

lies at the edge of a forest

where just about anything

can be hiding.

 

Fairies, aliens, Bigfoot?

Or at least bear, deer and rabbits.

 

My daughter and I

wandered through the woods,

following paths leading nowhere.

 

We saw a rock

with a hole dug at the base

housing some kind of critter.

 

We saw a fence

With a plastic owl

perched on each post.

One owl’s head fell off.

 

I can imagine

a real owl cozying up,

thinking it found its mate

and oh, what a shock!

 

I can relate somewhat

since my husband

had two strokes.

He had a problem

with his head, too.

 

We snapped pictures,

but didn’t see any photo bombs

from fairies, aliens, Bigfoot

or bear, deer and rabbits.

 

But we had a nice walk

while the rest of our reunion family

scattered hither to yon

until their return this evening.