I am in my motel room in Flagstaff, about to fly home tomorrow…joy of joys! And within the next week, all of our ewes will lamb! (the one true sign of of a shepherd’s spring).
And the next time I come to AZ, I am driving instead of flying from Phoenix to Tuba City. The desert will be blooming then!
Winter is truly on its way out! On my last trip, only a month ago, it was really truly winter! There is NO WAY to ever catch up everything that I would like to share…but here is a brief photo reprise of that trip.
My flight from Phoenix to Flagstaff was cancelled because Flagstaff was buried in snow and I had to rent a car and drive in order to get to work on Monday morning. Coming toward Flagstaff, at Camp Verde, a lovely rainbow heralded the rain….that soon became snow (and disastrous road conditions nearer to Flagstaff):
That trip I was working in Tuba City for two weeks, and the in between weekend (when the weather had moderated), I headed down to Flagstaff and had a wonderful visit with Kathy and Ralph…and met all their wonderful cats (here is Kathy with Daisy Mae and her son Mooch…rescue cats that NEVER want to look back):
Not only did I get a cat-fix but a sheep-fix as well. Kathy took me to meet her sheep and we bundled up against the cold…as we were leaving, Ole (the official greeter) asked could he please come into the house too….he is desperately miserable out there with those sheep!!!
I did finish the winter hat; it kept me toasty warm and I liked the results…lots of increases above the rolled brim to make it tam-like, and at the top, an extra purl stitch and purl-2-tog to make the decreases stand up more.
Flagstaff winters are much like ours in Pine Valley, so I felt right at home, but coming back the next week to our own mountains was thrilling…I watching the Wallowas growing on the horizon as I traveled from Baker City to Halfway. So familiar…so beautiful to my eyes.
But now, even in all its beauty, I am ready to bid good-bye to winter….and welcome spring!