Monday, September 28, 2009
Everything changed several weeks ago when we tried to take the trailer out for it's bi-annual camping trip. It no longer co-operated with us. The lights wouldn't go on as we attempted to connect them to my new car. After hours of frustration, we took out our sleeping bags, shoved them into the back of the car and went camping, spending a very uncomfortable night on the hard ground. We decided it was time to let the trailer go. Kim and Craig graciously volunteered to take it off our hands. Craig was happy to put a little work into the electrical problems, and so yesterday, they came up and picked up the trailer. We hope they don't blame us when things fall apart. We did the best we could.
We also hope they have as many good memories as we had with the trailer. To us it represents summer vacation in the mountains of Colorado with our young daughters. It is nights spent playing cards in the warmth of the trailer. It is evenings sitting under the canopy listening to the rain fall on the canvas. It is waking up in the morning sun with the pattern of pine branches on the canvas above our heads. It is being cozy, being together and having fun as a family. In recent years we've traveled as a family all over the world, leaving little time for camping in the mountains of Colorado. This has been wonderful and memorable, but it does little to dim the memory of those happy times we spent camping in our tent trailer. We love you, tent trailer! Good luck in your new home with the Chafins!
Monday, September 21, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
I was so excited yesterday to receive a copy of Abby Newton's new cello tunes book, Castles, Kirks and Caves. I'd been working with Abby for several years now. The tunes are like old friends to me. Abby game me the nicest tribute in the acknowledgements page:
“I would like to thank my Rocky Mountain Fiddle Camp cello student, Judy Bush for inspiring me to put this book together. Several years ago, she asked me when I would publish my next collection of tunes and generously offered to transcribe the music into digital form. For four years she has been sending me musical copy for rhythm, bowing, and chord corrections. Without Judy’s persistence and help this would never have come together.” (I added the boldface type for emphasis!)
It was a fun project for me, and it is especially nice that I have my name in a book. I feel like I've been published!
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Labor Day was truly that for Amanda and Crystal! They spent the day washing windows at our very glassy house. Amanda was down to $5 in her checking account, a fact that might have contributed to her willingness to risk her life for a little extra money. Crystal, who also washed windows, became the ladder holder when Amanda did the second story windows. It made Ed and I a little nervous to see them swinging that ladder around all the glass, but the day ended with no major incident. I'm wondering if Amanda's legs are sore from all that ladder climbing yesterday. In the spirit of making it a real Labor day, I vacuumed, cleaned house and polished the wood on the stairs. Ed joined in working in the yard on weed control and trimming. It was a very satisfying day!
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
We spent Saturday helping break down tents at the Batel Ranch in southern Wyoming. Ten LDS stakes in northern Coloado and southern Wyoming jointly own the ranch, and this was its first year in operation as the girls' camp for each of those stakes. It is a beautifully wooded area about 2 hours north of Broomfield. It's just across the border into Wyoming if you take highway 287 (the Laramie cut-off). This is in accordance with our long-held belief that Wyoming is beautiful if you stick to the places where it closely borders other states. Everything in the middle is a barren wasteland. We went up Friday night with a few families in our ward. We had to leave the tent-trailer home, much to our chagrin, as the lights didn't work. So, we slept on the cold, hard ground in platform tents. It was one very LONG night. I split it in two by spending the second (and more comfortable half) in the front seat of the car. We picked up Amanda on the way so Crystal would have a friend to play with. The most fun was singing by the campfire Friday night. The Bush girls are truly masters at campfire singing!