July 31 PA trip

 

A Rainy Day

 

Leaving Davenport in the rain

Driving it was a great pain

Then Eli took over

In the back I took cover

And I didn’t drive that day again.

 

A funny thing happened today

As we stopped along the way

To move the car near

For his dad so dear

He ended up on the highway

 

He had to find an exit then

He drove the other way again

So Loren and I sat

Till Eli came back

So now we’ve collected our men

 

In Indiana we saw lots of farmland

Where horses and buggies aren’t banned

They go trotting by

While we’re on the fly

Then it was nice to get out, walk and stand

 

We made it to the Hotel at seven

The Applebee food was like Heaven

Then we relaxed in our room

And slept none to soon

Then I didn’t get up till 8:10.

 

 

 

 

Back Poetic Asides PA trip

 Back in the Car

 

Left Lincoln, right back on track

Though it took us a long time to pack

With a trunk full of stuff

To fit it in was tough

With just enough room in the back

 

Eli, my son, was first at the wheel

To him the city wasn’t a big deal

So I sat calmly in back

And often did snack

Not driving does have its appeal

 

And then I took my shift

And it gave my spirit a lift

To get on down the road

To a brandnew abode

The traffic all day was so swift

 

The room that we came to was nice

I didn’t have to deal out advice

The bed the right height

For hubby at night

And it was all at a great price

 

On Facebook I looked at a post

I saw one that I liked the most

My friend saw a marmot

A cute little varmint

A photo on which she can boast

Back, Poetic Asides, PA trip

 

Back on the Road

 

Woke up in Lincoln at six

Then shopped for bean auction gifts

Then we wrapped up each piece

Picked up great nephew and niece

Between them there were a few rifts

 

But then we had a pizza-party ball

Fifteen relatives in all

We had a delicious feast

From the greatest to the least

Our enjoyment wasn’t small

 

My one-year old niece, a cutie

Holding her was pleasure, not duty

That was worth the drive

She made me feel alive

To life, babies add beauty

 

Our Lincoln visit was brief

But it did add great relief

We’ll be back on the road

With our car overload

God’s with us, that’s my belief

 

 

back blank, Poetic aside

 

Back in Nebraska Again

 

Every time I take a road trip

from Colorado to Pennsylvania,

I think, I’ll never do that again.

But here I am doing it again

with my husband and son

headed to a family reunion.

 

I’m starting to feel like

I’m in Ground Hog Day,

doing the same thing over and over.

When my kids were little,

I’d take this drive every year

to visit grandparents.

 

I always enjoy being with my family.

About half way, here in Nebraska,

 I’ll get to see a new great niece

who won’t make it to the reunion,

so that’s a big plus of driving.

But maybe I’ll talk Hubby

into flying next time.

First Day on the road PA trip

 

July 27, 2026

 

When I think of “clouds”

in a person’s life,

I perceive a negative connotation—

circumstances that are uncertain,

losing a clear direction or path.

 

But the clouds I saw yesterday

through the Rocky Mountain foothills

on the way to East Denver,

were more beautiful than any painting—

layers and layers of beautiful white clouds

in a piercing turquoise blue sky.

 

Lord, I want those kinds of “clouds”

in my life, spiritually speaking.

Those times of prayer, love, joy, peace,

patience, self-control, goodness, kindness,

layer upon layer adding depth and beauty

to my soul and extending to Heaven

and to all of those around me.

PA trip, The day before

 

 

July 26,  2026, PA trip

Went to church

Which was great

But was sleepy

Stayed up too late

 

At home, I napped

Then off to the races

Another trip

PA of all places

 

Did laundry

Counted beans

Packed tops, toiletries

Shorts and jeans

 

Did the dishes

Talked on the phone

To Kathie and Linda

Tomorrow leaving home

 

Eli came

Late in the night

Better get to bed

To do what’s right

Shade, Poetic Bloomings

 

Taking a Break in the Shade

 

I was hiking with Rebecca.

She told of when she heard a bear.

She demonstrated its deep growl.

This is how you know it is there.

 

A week had passed; we hiked again.

We walked along the river bed,

Taking photos and having laughs,

And there was nothing there to dread.

 

We walked a mile and a half in,

And then we started coming back.

We were walking toward the hot sun.

Of leafy shade, there was a lack.

 

At last, we saw a shady place,

At the base of the rocky cliff.

We had our drinks and talked a bit.

Our muscles were feeling quite stiff.

 

Then the unmistakable sound!

We heard the low growl in the air.

I jumped up and said, “Time to go!”

With no desire to meet a bear.

 

My friend laughed at my quick retreat.  

But this was more than just a hunch.

I’m sure I missed a good picture,

But beats being Mr. Bear's lunch.