129 Days on the Road (96 in Fireball, 28 in rental house, 5 camping w/relatives)
12,094 miles driven – 19 states visited – camped in 17 different states
$$ spent – billions (must verify that with Visa)best spot (John) Death Valley National Park, Grand Canyon (2nd)best spot (Judy) Antelope Island SP (UT), Crystal Cove SP, CA (2nd)biggest surpriseworst road – Chaco Canyon access – in a league of its own, according to John. A close second would be I-94 in Indiana/Michigan. Disgraceful.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Spent two days in Evansville visiting John’s brother. Fabulous dinner at the Gerst Haus (I’m not posting the photo, because I don’t want to read unfavorable comments about a great dinner). Fabulous food, including my pork knuckles/kraut (I’m German). Beer at the newest brewpub in Evansville. Lounging around their fabulous house and back yard, and generally making ourselves nuisance guests – sucking up WiFi, eating everything in sight, parking the Fireball on their showcase lawn, staying up too late, and laughing lots. This is the home of The Best Shower on the Planet. Spa-like.
So, we arrived home late Thursday afternoon, May 8. The trees are barely beginning to leaf out here, other than the early flowering trees, which are gorgeous. Big exception – the white dogwood in the middle of our front yard appears to be dead. No buds, no leafy shoots – just a bunch of bare stalks. Makes me unbelievable sad. My hydrangeas, planted last year, don’t look good, either.
House seems to have a goofy smell. Nasty! We apparently took on some water in our basement, which soaked some carpeting. Not copious amounts of water, just enough to wet things. A power outage apparently took out our dehumidifier, so you can imagine the rest. Unpleasant, but not catastrophic.
For some unknown reason, much of the paint fell off our front door while we were away. Our neighbor commented that we had an ice dam ‘Big As A Buick’ on our roof, but we don’t see any inside damage. Whew!
Our yard looks like a maple tree farm. We must have 10,000 budding seedlings. (I probably pulled up 1500 of them today).
Got to ride my folding Bike Friday to the Farmer’s Market today.(these mold for these morel mushroom candles was made from a real morel). Fresh greens, bread from my neighborhood bakery, a stop for poultry at my neighborhood grocery store.
Dinners, lunches with friends all on the calendar. Mother’s Day family rebellion (oops, family dinner) with John’s clan. Ahhhhh, guess this is okay, after all.