Thanks and Thanks and Thanks Again

That is the way I felt on the days leading up to Thanksgiving. And that is still the way I feel today. I am thankful that Mike was not seriously injured when he "took his tumble". I am thankful for our life, our health, our loving family, and I am thankful for our many friends. It was with a couple of those friends that we spent turkey day.

Bonnie and Barry opened their home and put the spread on the table for us, Sheri and Denny (family), and Rosemary and Tom (friends of Denny). There was plenty of wine and good food and very pleasant conversation. It was a good day - Thanks to the B's!

After our midnight trip to Walmart to get Bonnie a camera at Black Friday prices, we slept quickly and were up by 8 to enjoy breakfast before taking off to Mt. Lemmon for our day trip. Mt. Lemmon is the beautiful mountain you view from the B's patio.

Since it seemed to be so close, it surprized us that we headed to south Tucson to access the road. It is 21 mile drive to the small village on the top of the mountain and every mile was a delight!With the clouds and intermittent sun, each view changed many times. I took TONS of pictures as usual.
At the foothills, the saguaro were plentiful.

Another couple miles up the road, the cactus faded into the background
and you could see color in the trees way way below.

I'll be darned if we didn't circle down before climbing higher.

We drove into a campground and were greeted by this "bighorn sheep" - ok, so it is a tree but it bears a resemblance, don't you think.

The mountains are magnificent in all kinds of weather I am sure, but the clouds added another dimension.

Then we went higher and we were in the clouds.

The sun made ever so brief appearances.

The clouds and scenery continued to intrigue me.

And close up, the faces...

And then, we were in a frosty wonderland!
The snow really looked like it had been sprayed on the trees. The trees were frosted only in one area.
We took the backroad down the mountain.

We were treated to some great sites.

After a few hairpin turns and a bit of back seat nausea, we enjoyed a late lunch at a place the B's like in Oracle. The waitress' name was "Peggy" and she actually said, "Hi, my name is Peggy" when she came to the table... If you know Mike and Barry, the line was too good for either of them to pass up. It was a fun and delicious end to the day.


When we got to the B's, we packed up and headed home since we did not have any heat going in the MH and the plants were out and it was forecast to dive below freezing.

Thanks and thanks and thanks again, Lord, for all our many blessings!