Wednesday, April 9
The crew and I enjoy our driveway camp at Rusty’s and Timber’s house in Chino Valley, Arizona.
It’s very quiet in the evening and we sleep well.
Timber keeps watch on our doings. I step out of the Best Little Trailer in the morning and there’s Timber, eyes already trained on the door.
Later I put the crew in Timber’s yard for a social hour.
Timber is very excited to have visitors. Spike isn’t as territorial as our first day here and Bridget has lost her snippy attitude.
Bridget (She’s such a girl.) is curious about Timber’s house. She steps inside and snoops.
Timber doesn’t seem to mind. When Bridget comes out, Spike goes in.
Rusty uses his weed-eater.
Watching someone else work is always a good time.
Rusty trims around the house, the yard, and inside Timber’s yard. The weed-eater is a house-warming gift sent by a reader of this blog.
The FedEx truck arrives with a package from another reader of this blog!
I open up the box and lift out two big cans of peanuts, one for Rusty and one for me.
Hubs peanuts — Virginia’s finest, jumbo peanuts, already shelled and salted. Yummy!
The crew and I go for a drive around the town of Chino Valley.
I want to acquaint myself with what’s available. This is a place to which I hope to return. I see a few possible photos for this blog, but it’s mid-afternoon and the light is very bright, so I don’t take any.
Thursday, April 10
Another advantage to driveway camping, in addition to fresh water, is trash pick-up. I get rid of two big bags, stuffing them into Rusty’s wheeled bin.
The railroad scene continues to evolve.
Rusty constructs a house kit he purchased online.
“These things are expensive,” he remarks. “I bought this one and I’m going to use it for the height of buildings, and for the dimensions for doors and windows. I’ll make templates and build my own houses, a railroad station . . . . ”
Rusty plans to paint the house, door and window frames. He “roughed up” the chimney with sandpaper to make it look more natural and showing use. He plans to paint some soot on the top of the chimney
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Here is a coffee pot that Rusty created. It sits on top of the woodstove inside one of the train cars. Imagine how small it is!
Later in the day, Rusty takes apart a small solar light to extract the little panel that makes the light. He drills a hole in the roof of the white house he constructed and affixes the solar panel to it. (It’s black so it isn’t noticeable — Solar panels don’t fit the turn-of-the-century setting.)
The next morning Rusty laughs and tells me the inside of the house was lit up like people were inside it. He plans to have all the structures and the trains lit inside by tiny solar panels. You’ll be able to see the people inside after dark. Clever!
Tomorrow the crew and I say our goodbyes and move to a new camp.
Friday, April 11
Rusty comes out of his house and stops to give Spike a pat and a few words.
“Spike likes that. He doesn’t get much male attention,” I call from the door of the BLT.
Rusty comes over and gives Bridget some scratches on her behind. She looks up at me as if to say, “Ooh, look what he’s doing to me!”
Rusty offers more fresh water, and takes three empty jugs into his house and fills them for me. We talk while I put things in their places.
Then the time comes to hitch up.
I shoo Rusty away.
“Sorry, Rusty. You have to go away. Don’t even watch me. I can’t concentrate on what I’m doing if someone is around.”
He understands and walks away. “Just don’t leave without giving me a hug,” he says over his shoulder.
“Okay, I won’t.”
Once hitched I move the BLT around the driveway circle and open up the fresh water tank. Rusty fills it up, using his garden hose. (Tank water is for flushing and minor washing tasks.)
I thank Rusty for a great camp and for all his help.
We hug and say goodbye.
“Let me get a last photo of you waving goodbye.”
Rusty immediately trots over to the fence so Timber can say goodbye, too.
“Goodbye! See ya’ again next year!”
rvsue
NOTE: The crew and I arrive safely at our new camp. That’s the subject of my next post!
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Yes, first! Congratulations. 🙂
We have a group of friends that are that kind of famly.
Unfortunately after about 25 years we have drama… Just not very often.
And somehow it’s not as bad as family drama. Usually at worst a misunderstanding. Ends in laughter.
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Great post and how cool to have a friend that you can just go visit for a few days and enjoy the “luxuries” like a shower, unlimited water etc.
Thanks Rusty for the hospitality and letting us visit your home!
Rusty and I feel comfortable with each other, kind of like family only without the drama. Haha!
It is so nice to see Rusty and Timber all settled and keeping busy with his trains and village.
Hi, Alice,
Great to see you here again! It’s been quite a story from the day I first met Rusty and Timber. I’m thankful the story didn’t end sadly with Timber missing forever.
I was just thinking of that myself. God works in mysterious ways.
Rusty is a praying man.
That’s why I’m glad we had this time together.
Cause it makes me feel like I’m along.
Seems we just get started and before you know it
Comes the time we have to say “So Long”.
Where did that come from, Ladybug? Is that a song?
It is a song, and you may remember it….it was the last verse of the closing song to the Carol Burnette Show, the one she sang at the end. 😀
No, I wouldn’t remember it. All I remember is she sang at the close of her show. Gee, people had less guile back then. Now everybody’s sophisticated. Tiresome.
I think the word you’re looking for is genuine. Folks were willing to be genuine rather than sophisticated. Hmmm, sounds like the readers of your blog. We must all be old fashioned (if not just plain old:))
Yeah, you’re right, Reine.. . genuine is the word I wanted.
Ladybug should have pulled her ear when she finished… the best hint for those of us who grew up with the show.
“Just don’t leave without giving me a hug”. Heartfelt to the bone! 🙂
Glad you all enjoyed your visit.
It’s funny how certain things people say jump out at me and I know that their spoken words will do a lot of explaining for me as I write the “story” on the blog. By including that simple request… “Just don’t leave without giving me a hug,” Rusty’s heart is revealed. He’s a good person. 🙂
And so are you!
Enjoy your evening.
You, too… Cin and Jules and Annie Oakley the pup.
What a very nice place he has. So glad for him and Timber. And glad you had a nice visit with them.
Don in Okla.
Hi, Don . . . It was a very nice visit. Good to hear from you again!
Super visit for all concerned methinks. Good to see Rusty and Timber again and of course I enjoyed the many adventures and trials of my friend Sue. Happy times for all.
Hi, Jim . . . You wouldn’t want to miss any of my “trials”… like blowing an air horn to get attention or getting stuck in sand up to the axles or making a fool out of myself at the laundromat or. . . the list goes on and on!
All of those things just some of the ingredients that go into the recipe of the life of a boondocker. They are usually fun to look back on later. In your case I hope they will find a way into a book by you one day.
You are an encourager, Jim. Maybe, Lord willing, I’ll live long enough to want to recall and reflect on the past in order to write a book.
At this point I’m living in the present and anticipating great things to continue for me and the crew.
What a special visit with Rusty! 🙂
Yes, it was. I’m glad the crew and I shared those days with him and Timber.
That made my heart feel good…glad you had such a refreshing visit.
Hi, Lee J,
Now we’re ready to do some traveling!
Timber and the crew sharing so easily,boy is it obvious they were raised by caring types.Each of you in this story makes it so touching.Your peace, gratitude and happiness
are refreshing and appreciated.
The crew and Timber get along very well. Spike snarls when we’re inside, such as inside Rusty’s house. If Timber comes close to me, Spike snarls for him to leave me alone. That’s bound to happen between two males. Bridget snarls to set the ground rules and then she remembers her manners from then on.
Your photo( of them and the dog house) prompted my comment and demonstrates your reply-
dogs that didn’t get along very well would have been fighting
over that “turf”,yours are sharing.
It took a lot of loving my pets that were”rescues” before they became secure enough to share spaces.Now,instead of biting and freaking out,two dogs and a cat sleep curled up nose to nose, only aggressive against intrusion,they’ve found peace.
Whether raised,or re-raised, by caring types, the resulting personalities are delightful to live with,and in your case,to read about too
You’re right. I was surprised how Timber allowed the crew to traipse around inside his house. He didn’t mind at all, acted proud, in fact. 🙂
Timber started out as an RVing dog, so he probably didn’t develop the territoriality that some dogs have…
That makes sense.
I am so happy to see Rusty so settled and with a hobby that will occupy his hours. He seems to have made the transition from his nomadic life to his new life very well. So pleased you got to visit and to spend some time with him!! Good for Timber to have some doggy company too!
Hi, Glenda,
Garden railroading is a hobby that will occupy hours… and years! Rusty is totally absorbed by it.
Timber is sad whenever the crew leaves him behind. He’s a sweet and intelligent dog.
I feel for Timber….poor boy!
I love the load on Rusty’s train’s flat car. I just wish some of the leftover model railroad stuff we still have was G Scale so I could send it to Rusty but I sold all my G Scale stuff years ago. Good to see him having fun with this, though.
Hi, Linda,
You had G scale, too. You know what fun trains can be! The load on the flat car looks like it’s being carried over to the rock wall shown in a few of the photos.
Rusty looks great, and so does Timber. Thank you so much for sharing your visit with all of us. Since I’m not able to get away myself its kind of a treat to follow along on your travels.
Hi, Teri,
It’s a treat for me to have you and all my readers along for the ride. I enjoy reading your reactions to places we visit and to our adventures — even if only a silly little event like using an air horn to be “rescued.”
Sue, it was so nice to see The famous Rusty and Timber.. Thanks for sharing your time with all of us.. God Speed Rusty and Timber and Safe Travels where ever the wind blows you Sue.. Heading to the Mogollon Rim soon to spend a week with Ms. Eggy, can’t wait for camp fires and cooler weather!!
Joan
Hi, Joan,
It should be cool on the Rim . . . sweet, brisk air around your camp. Have a refreshing week!
Sue, it would be a hop, skip and jump from Flagstaff on your way before you hit Tubac City. 🙂 under that magic 90 miles too!! you could always come see the Mogollon Rim first.. 🙂
Luci Lou would love to meet Bridget and Spike.
Hi, Joan… I’d like to see the Mogollon Rim, and I will, God willing. I’m trying to get an early start on summer travels to northern states. The past two years I’ve run out of summer at the end of the season.
Funny how the title of this post reminded me of Carol Burnett’s song also. And Roy Rogers’ Happy Trails.
It’s nice to hear how Rusty’s doing. I really love the beginnings of his train set up. It’s a great hobby to have.
Hi, Donna,
It was fun visiting Rusty and Timber and writing about the days spent there.
I wish I’d hear from Dale (riding a bicycle across AZ) whom I met at Mittry Lake last fall. I’ve learned my lesson… From now on I won’t rely on people calling me–I’ll get their phone number and call them!
Timber is now on my bed, kind of looking sad that Spike and Bridget are not here and I’m missing and kind of worrying and praying for Sue and Her Crew, hearing on the radio that there are fires burning near Flagstaff and praying for them a safe journey. I don’t get much company, mostly the guys from the vash unit from the VA, Bob Blankenship and Chris Glade, they came just after Sue left ,,,,,,,:~(
(((hugs))) Rusty! I think I can speak for a lot of readers here… we’re with you in thoughts and prayers for Sue and you too!
I, personally, think you’re amazing for keeping a spotless home among all other things!
Hi, Rusty,
Sorry I missed meeting your VA reps, but I’m happy to hear they made it out to your place.
Thanks again for all you did for me and the crew. It was good to see you and Timber again and to camp in the yard of your home. Keep in touch!
Since Rusty doesn’t get much company I wonder if he’d like to get postcards from the people who read Sue’s blog both on and off the road. I’ve always loved postcards and folks don’t sent them much any more. Something to look forward to in his mailbox. He can’t reply but it might be fun. What do you think Rusty??
It was so good to see Rusty and Timber look content and at home. I sure enjoy your stories too.
Thanks, Carla. I’m glad that you do.
Rusty is doing an amazing job with his railroad city and equipment. I would never have thought to put solar panels on the roofs. And that coffeepot is priceless. He is so inventive and creative! I’m so happy that he’s settled into a nice place where he can do stuff like this. And it warms my heart that all of you were able to spend time together again – you, Rusty, Timber, and the crew.
Hi, Cari,
Rusty is a very creative guy. He’d have to be so in order to survive living in the mountains and walking the West with donkeys all those years.
I’m sure it wasn’t easy for Rusty to create that tiny coffee pot the way his hands shake.
Oh Sue, how wonderful! I’m so happy you and Rusty could visit! Love that the crew and Timber had a nice time too!
A little behind… I’m so glad you were at Rusty’s when your door acted up! Oh my gosh!
Last night I dreamt Todd and I bought a house. A small one but the weird thing is it was the exact color of Rusty’s caboose! The house next door was beige with darker khaki siding. I thought they looked good together. Wonder what color(s) he’ll paint his house!
On another note, sort of, solar panels! Brilliant! I can see the people inside already (in my head)!
Sweet dreams to all reading. 🙂
Hey Rusty and Timber!
Sorry, I meant darker khaki accents! Trim, window shutters…
Hi, Carrie,
It’s funny how details from the daytime can create weird dreams. Let me tell you one of mine…
I usually check Al’s blog (Travel with the Bayfield Bunch) every day. Right before turning in for the night I read a recent post about him and Kelly at Navajo National Monument where the crew and I camped last spring.
Well, that night I had a very vivid dream about Mick Jagger running around, kicking up his skinny legs all over the rocks at Navajo National Monument! I woke up laughing! Where the heck did Jagger come from?
Yes, the solar panel idea is very clever. Having structures lit on the inside will make the village come alive after dark.
Oh my gosh, that is too funny! Maybe tonight we’ll dream about a tiny Mick Jagger kicking up his legs in a lit up caboose cruising around the track! Don’t you love it when you wake from dreams laughing?! 😀
Maybe you dreamed about the Indian spirit, Kokopelli. He’s musical and devilish and looks a lot like Mick!
That could be! Haha!
Sure was a great visit for both you and Rusty, as well as, the crew and Timber.
Yes, it was great getting together again.
Enjoyed your tales of visiting Rusty and Timber. It’s so great to have such a happy ending for a very deserving man and his furry friend. And I SO want an air horn!
Hi, Susan,
Why deprive yourself? Get that air horn and blast away! Haha!
Sue, for whatever reason I’m not receiving your updated blogs. Would you please start sending them to me again?
So glad you, Rusty, Timber and the crew had a nice visit. Both Rusty and Timber are looking really good. I’m happy for them.
Hugs to the fur babies.
Cat Lady
Hi, Cat Lady,
I’m sorry you haven’t received email notifications lately. Others have the same problem.
I don’t personally send the emails. That is handled by a widget installed on my blog. I don’t know why it stopped working for you. Please take the time to sign up again. Maybe that will solve the problem.
Will do. Thanks, Sue.
Hey there Rusty! So glad Sue was able to visit for a few days. I know it feels lonely now without her…but isn’t it cool that we can all keep up with her adventures on the internet!
You look very happy in your home, I’m so glad it all worked out for you and Timber!
Hi, Dawn,
Rusty may have missed your comment… He does know how much you care for him and Timber and how you want them to be happy.
Itis so wonderful to see Rusty so happy and healthy and loving life! And that dog house for Timber….. WOW! Love it! Good Job Rusty!!! Love the new hobby railroad too! Sounds like Rusty is very creative with his ideas of solar lighting all the little structures! Bridget and Spike are looking good as well! Their diet must be agreeing with them! Radar and DoogieBowser are discovering raw veggies! They love carrots and squash and corn! Sheeeesh, I just write their names here and they come bouncing up like I called them out loud! Beginning to think these 2 are psychic or something! Time for the morning walk I guess! Thank you so much for sharing your visit with Rusty and Timber! I really enjoyed it!
Hi, Geri,
You’re welcome.
I wish Bridget and Spike weren’t so fussy and would eat raw vegetables. I’ll try them again. Maybe they weren’t in the mood. It’s a lot cheaper, and probably better, alternative to store-bought “treats.” Way to go, Doogie and Radar!
I don’t think Rusty built that dog house. It was there from the previous owner who had dogs. It’s the nicest dog house I’ve ever seen, a perfect size for Timber should he be caught in the rain or want heavy shade while Rusty is gone somewhere. Of course, at night he sleeps inside with Rusty.
Stella (my dog) loves raw veggies. The cutest thing is the noise her chewing makes as she chomps on them. Cukes, cauliflower, bell peppers, carrots, radishes!
I love Rusty’s coffee pot as well. That takes dedication.
I really enjoyed this series about your visit with Rusty. How nice that you all got to spend time together! I am enchanted by his train setup and glad he’s doing well.
Hi, Marcia,
This visit — seeing Rusty and Timber in their home and how they are enjoying life — makes a happy conclusion to the chapter about losing and finding Timber. It’s a pleasure to share their story.
What a gift to have found Rusty to share your road each year, particularly someone who resembles a “relative” but without the baggage and assorted disappointments that sometime come along with shared ancestry! Another point in your lifestyle’s favor, Sue! :>)))
We all need a few people in our lives to make the mysterious connection between heaven and earth called inspiration. Good doggies inspire, too.
My mom often quipped that you can count the number of true friends on one hand.
Happy trails, Rusty, Timber, Sue and crew! Can’t wait to see where you land next.
Diann
Hi, Diann,
Your mom’s saying is very wise! The word “friend” is tossed around very freely these days to the point where it’s losing its original meaning. Now a friend can be someone you’ve never really met, someone who gained the title of friend simply by clicking a computer key.
Even those of us who built friendships the honest and sincere way can’t always depend upon those friendships. It takes “fire” to know whether a friendship is true or whether it will melt away during difficult times.
Virtual friends can be true “friends”, but without that hugging nonsense. LOL
Very true, Mick. Our friendship grew on more than a click of a computer key. 🙂
Thank you so much for sharing your visit with Rusty and Timber, it sounds like a good time was had by all! I’m glad you enjoyed your driveway camping, I think the trick to that is having friends who live rural vs in a subdivision and a good friend who understands your needs for “time outs and times alone”.
Hobbies so enrich our lives and I’m glad Rusty has found a good one. I had to switch from watercolors to photography due to hand and head tremors and I have to use a tripod or monopod with all my photos, but it’s worth it!
I’m still trapped inside, pollen count now over 5000 – yuck. My place will soon look like a jungle with everything starting to bloom.
I guess I missed Rusty’s last name in all the other posts and articles but I about had a heart attack…we have the same last name and that immediately leads me to being nosy and wondering if we are distantly related because of my other hobby – genealogy…LOL. The Reed surname can be spelled so many different ways and when I find one spelled the same as mine…my little genealogy monster kicks in!
Sue thanks again for sharing and the photos, but you again left us hanging about your next camp site..I’ll admit it…I’m an addict and can’t wait for the next installment!
Hi, mk,
I remember making the connection when you mentioned your last name a long time ago.
I’m sorry you had to give up watercolors and glad you replaced it with photography. Taking photos, like painting, gives you a keener vision of the world.
I don’t think Rusty will mind me sharing that he has a VA appointment in Phoenix with a neurology group to check his tremors. A VA rep will pick him up at his house in Chino Valley and drive him to the VA hospital in Prescott. From Prescott he will ride a shuttle to the Phoenix VA hospital. It’s reassuring to learn how the VA handles these situations.
Thanks for mentioning the appointment Rusty has as I was going to suggest that for him, we have been dealing with my mom’s ‘essential tremors’ with a neuro doc for awhile and there are some good options out there to help at least minimize them if not give some good relief of them. 🙂
Nice too to know the VA is taking such good care of him as well!!
‘Spike’s’ coat is looking good, as always they both look great and Timber too!!!
Seems all that can be said about your visit with Rusty has been stated so adding Ditto to all!!! Good to see he and Timber, thanks for sharing…
T~
Hi, Tawanda,
Your comment regarding options for relief of tremors is encouraging. I do hope Rusty finds help for his hands, and I send best wishes to your mother, too. When Rusty told me he had an appointment in Phoenix, I thought, “How in the world will he get there?” Apparently the VA takes Rusty’s disabilities seriously and offers practical solutions.
It is not so much that the VA takes Rusty’s disability seriously as he is lucky that he lives in an area where Veteran Transportation Services (VTS) are available. The excerpt, shown below, is from the VA website and explains that the VTS is community based and my experience is that ALL the drivers are other veterans. Many, if not all, of the vans are donated by community auto dealers. The dispatcher is probably the spouse of a veteran. So it is volunteers that make the VTS work and donations to the VTS in your area is most appreciated.
” VA especially recognizes the problems Veterans who are visually impaired, elderly, or immobilized due to disease or disability, particularly those living in remote and rural areas, face in traveling to access VA health care. To work toward providing these Veterans with the most convenient and timely access to transportation services, VA’s vision is to explore the establishment of a network of community transportation service providers that could include Veteran Service Organizations (VSO’s); community and commercial transportation providers; federal, state and local government transportation services as well as non-profits, such as United We Ride, operating within each VISN [Veterans Integrated Service Network ] or even local facility.
This initiative will not replace current activities, but will rather supplement existing benefits and programs to improve access to VA health care.
This program is currently enabled at forty-five sites, and will be implemented at remaining locations by 2015.”
Enlightening, Ed. Thank you.
Bob Blankenship, one of the Vash folks at bld., 78 at the Prescott VAMC is coming to take me to Phoenix and back personally, my first visit is going to an hour, so I wont be gone from Timber long, ,,,,,,,,Rusty
A great visit with Rusty and Timber was had by all! Thanks, for bringing us along. So, bye, bye Rusty and Timber see you soon! Hope to see more of the railroad and such on the next visit. Rusty you have a great place. So glad to see that you are enjoying it so much.
Sue, cant wait to hear where you landed!
Happy Days!
Hi, Deb,
I’ll try to put together a post later today about our new camp. “Happy Days” to you, too!
Hi Sue, what a great visit you had, seems like you are long time friends. Glad you liked the Hubs, they are the best. Problem is you get addicted, I can’t eat any other peanut now, They just don’t compare. My first Abby cat loved them. If I opened the can she would magically appear at my feet. Don’t get the idea she’d eat anything because she wouldn’t touch any other nut and my mom once tried to give her baloney and she turned around and walked away, and she loved meat.
Rusty is looking great, I was wondering if the VA could help him with his teeth. A good set of choppers would do him wonders.
Sorry WCC didn’t turn out like I had hoped. It has been a while since I was there. But it never was “accessible”, that is why it is so appealing. It hasn’t been beat to death by over use. I suspect the area is so popular now that they don’t even allow dispersed camping like I used to do.
Any way, I know you’ll find a prime spot, you always do.
Best to you and all who belong to our little internet commune.
Hi, Alan,
Addictive? I guess so! I can’t keep the lid on the can. The label says a serving size is 25 peanuts. Are they kidding? I’m just getting started with 25.
You may have noticed that Rusty has new glasses. The VA has taken care of vision, blood pressure monitoring is ongoing, neurology is set for the tremors, and dental is in the works.
It’s best that the exquisitely beautiful places are hard to get to. Maybe it will keep the slobs away. Here at our lovely camp I pick up the following: one Cabela sock, three empty cans of chili (without beans), an empty cigarette pack, an empty bottle of insulin, five beer cans, a tennis ball, one plastic soda bottle, and one plastic bag (the other is in a tree and I can’t reach it). That’s just at our campsite.
The one thing I didn’t pick up is an electric step for a large motorhome that someone discarded, wires and all. The moron thought it was okay to leave it in a National Forest “hidden” behind a big rock at the edge of our campsite. (Where is “behind” in a forest?).
If one has a huge RV requiring an electric step, it seems to me that it is possible for the owner to carry the discarded one out of the forest. No wonder we get loaded with so many restrictions.
See what happens when I get started?
Always a pleasure to hear from you, Alan.
Hi Sue,
Do you know the one legged cowboy, William Davidson. He writes a blog almost every day. He hasn’t written since April 3, last know to be Box Wash, in Wickenburg. I’m worried about this one legged rock hound, he writes in his blog he’s diabetic. He travels with his little pug Sadie Mae.
I emailed him no response. I’m worried.
If any of your followers has seen him or see his rig, a Ford truck with a slidein camper. Please check on him.
Your friend, Linda
Thank you for posting this alert, Linda. Bill comments on this blog occasionally. I hope he is okay.
MESSAGE TO READERS: Has anyone seen the blogger, One Legged Cowboy?
Sue,
I took another look at oneleggedcowboy blog. His truck is light silver grey, F150, license plate North Carolina BOW-1471 with a Heritage cab over camper, white with orange and yellow stripes. Last known location Box Wash, Wickenburg, AZ. Name William (Bill) Davidson traveling with Pug dog Sadie Mae.
Please if you are in the area take look.
Thank you
I enjoyed reading about your visit with Rusty and Timber while my husband and I visited our elder son and grandson in the Atlanta area. After our long and difficult winter in KS it was so nice seeing the dogwoods and redbuds in GA. The high pollen count wasn’t so pleasant and it had us sneezing in spite of our allergy meds.
We took Ian to see the Tellus Museum of Science in Cartersville, GA. The dinosaur fossils were wonderful and things were designed to interest kids. They had displays of wind and solar energy and fantastic mineral and gem displays. I think we had more fun than Ian had. We also visited a gold mine in Villa Rica. The volunteers there made it fun for children. We had a wonderful visit and were sorry to leave for home.
The day we arrived home it was cold and there had been some snow. I hope that is the final snow for the year.
I hope some of these trips will give Ian ideas for possible hobbies. It is wonderful that Rusty has found an interest that provides entertainment for his days. The miniatures are a wonderful hobby. Seeing the lights in the house at night must make it even more entertaining. Thank you, Sue, for taking us with you on your visit.
You’re welcome, Pat. I’m happy that you had such a good time inspiring your grandson by taking him to the science museum and gold mine.