Wandering, 30 january 2022

    Had a pretty good day,  Slept fair.  Not too cold during the night or today.  Just normal pains.

    JR and I ate at Jalisco's for lunch.  They seemed busy.  JS said they were really busy yesterday.  I guess the Swedish Luau brought a lot of people to town.  Although there was no entertainment or anything.  An excuse to shop and eat out.  It was good to see my friends there.  All but one are special to me.  The other one I refuse to talk about.  I put up with him.  Barely.  I swear one wrong word and he and I are going out back.

    Cold weather comes tomorrow night.  Warm during the day.  Rain/snow starts tomorrow evening.  One place said our chances of snow is less.  Well, of course it is.  I need to turn the sound off during the weather.  They need to not speak of moisture until the day before.  I am no longer excited.

    All the photos today are ones I took today.  I talk about the cattle and they all were here today.  And I saw a hawk swooping low over the prairie grass.  Supper time for him!  Other photos taken in town.

    Photos:  The race car is my neighbour's car.  The restaurant is Jalisco's before the crowd got there.  My lunch is a burrito with sauce and queso and sour cream.  My stomach is touchy and this one never upsets me.  The blue house used to be a hospital. I was born in the upstairs.  The nursery was around to the left or south and had a bay window.  Poor Mom was almost bedfast for 2 weeks.  That is how they did it then.  Those workers would die now knowing you are up right away and maybe home the next day!!  Then the Sandzén Art Gallery.  He was a Swedish artist who made his home in Lindsborg.  He painted and taught at the our Bethany College.  The statue is Carl Aaron Swensson who founded our college.  In the summer there is water pouring out of the bottom of the statue into a pool.  The tan house is where I grew up.  If I dream of home, it is this house, not the one we moved to around 1960.  I still love this house and wish we had bought it.  Good memories in that neighbourhood.  Lots of kids to play with.  The hills are the other side of the hill I see from my house and photograph often.  There is another hill I missed.  Hard to get a good photo. Dangerous hill to stop on.  Then back home.