For the last month or so, I've heard a little voice calling me, a little blogging voice. I've taken a very long break from blogging, and here's my confession: I have been spending a lot of time over on {whisper}... Facebook. I love the way it connects me with my family far away and with friends whom I have not seen in more years than any of us would like to remember. We can even play Lexulous together on Facebook (like Scrabble) even though we are thousands of miles apart and can't sit around a board game.
But somehow I am not totally happy with little snippets of this and that. A thought here and a thought there. A tiny peek when I really want a long visit. One sip of coffee when I long for a whole cup. My blog lets me write so much more, not just a little paragraph that goes zipping down and out of sight in the news feed. I can drift off into memories of long ago, tell a funny story, post a song I love, appreciate my family, cry a little, or feel thankful.
So back to my blog I have come. There is a new header picture, another one of Trent's. And I'm hoping to be back often.
See you soon...
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February 27, 2010
June 4, 2009
I Can't Even Imagine It....Part 4
Memorial Day is now in the past, but my thoughts about it continue on and are the reason for the title of this series. This year I was thinking about the moms of the young men and women who serve in the military, and I just can't even imagine what they go through.While Trent was gone on this hike, I found that my mind was quite divided, and I could not really concentrate on the things I should have been doing. I admit that this was mostly because he was not well when he left, and I guess there is no way to turn off the mom-instinct! (Exhibit A -- me, worrywart!)
But compared to the moms of the young people in the military, I was skimming down Easy Street. I knew his plans, I knew his companions, and I knew where he was, for goodness sake! He was carrying a SPOT! And I knew he was not in any particular danger. And yet I still had my subconscious worrywart machine messing up my mind.
Then Memorial Day came, and I realized the enormity of the gift given to us by the moms (and dads) of the young people who serve in our military.
I cannot even imagine it...
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June 3, 2009
I Can't Even Imagine It....Part 3
I'm sorry to be so long in getting the next installment done. Work has been heavier than usual, and time has been hard to find. But to continue...
Barry came home, and the hike was on! I watched the SPOT signals and could see the slow progress, and the terrain map showed me the steep climbing they were doing. It was rainy, gray, and cold at our house, and I knew it had to be colder and maybe even snowing up at 10,000 feet where they were.
On Memorial Day, I watched those little orange bubbles on the satellite map. Would Trent come home with the other two, or would those little signals continue past the coordinates for the end of the trail where the truck had been left?? Barry was watching, too, because he still was not sure the truck was in the right place. And if they got to the end of the trail and did not find it, what would they do? They would have no idea where the truck was! And they would be in the middle of nowhere with miles and miles to even get to phone service. To make matters worse, we discovered in the trail book that there are two different trail heads at the end of Segment 4/beginning of Segment 5. Now we were pretty sure the truck was at the wrong one! The orange bubbles came to an end in a small clearing in the forest that we could see vaguely on the satellite map. We waited. No more signals.
Several hours later, Mike's truck went by my office window. All three hikers were home safe and sound. And this is the story they had to tell us!
About 5 miles before our hikers reached the empty parking lot (yes, the dads had left the truck in the wrong place), they met four other hikers on the trail. They were actually two separate groups of hikers who had already met each other.
One was a man and his wife who were experienced hikers and in great shape but had somehow gotten off their original trail and did not know exactly where they were. The other group was two men who were totally lost because their compass was reading 180 degrees off. North looked like South! They had started out on an easy hike and had gone to much higher elevations than planned because they were lost. This was actually serious for them because they were very cold, and one of the men was visiting for the weekend from Ohio. Even though he was in excellent shape for hiking, his lungs were very unhappy with the elevation he had taken them to, and they were not working well at all.
The night before, the two men had taken stock and prayed for five specific things. God answered all five of their requests, but I only know two of them -- that they would stay dry that night, and that they would find someone who could help them. That night, it did not rain and they were dry. And the next day they met the other couple and then our hikers.
The seven of them continued down the trail and got to the cleared "parking" area where our hikers thought the truck would be, but it was not there! So there were three groups of hikers -- our group who had no idea where the truck was, the man and his wife who did not know quite where they were, and the two men who were lost and cold and having some altitude problems.
When all of them reached the empty parking lot, the couple realized that it was Mike's truck that they had passed earlier about 5 miles further down the road. So Mike and the man set off at a pretty fast pace to get it and bring it back for the others. Trent looked around to see if he could build a fire because he could see how very cold the two men were, but there was no dry wood to be found, so there was nothing to do but wait. The two got back with the truck sooner than expected because another vehicle happened along the road they were on and gave them a lift. Mike's truck has an extended cab, so they were able to fit all seven people in, and Mike drove them to the town where they had parked their vehicles which was actually on the way home anyway.
And so our hikers arrived back home safely. And Trent said, "Because of genetics, I knew that two nights out on the trail, cold and wet, were all I should do until I get over this respiratory thing." And he is making a nice recovery and planning for a later hike instead.
What an amazing God we have, and how He showed his loving care on Memorial Day weekend! Two men, lost and in trouble, prayed and asked Him for what they needed. He gave them a dry night, brought across their path two others who had seen the truck earlier in the day, and then joined them up with the owners of the truck who did not know where it was. "It was a God thing," Mike told us, and he is right!
Barry came home, and the hike was on! I watched the SPOT signals and could see the slow progress, and the terrain map showed me the steep climbing they were doing. It was rainy, gray, and cold at our house, and I knew it had to be colder and maybe even snowing up at 10,000 feet where they were.
On Memorial Day, I watched those little orange bubbles on the satellite map. Would Trent come home with the other two, or would those little signals continue past the coordinates for the end of the trail where the truck had been left?? Barry was watching, too, because he still was not sure the truck was in the right place. And if they got to the end of the trail and did not find it, what would they do? They would have no idea where the truck was! And they would be in the middle of nowhere with miles and miles to even get to phone service. To make matters worse, we discovered in the trail book that there are two different trail heads at the end of Segment 4/beginning of Segment 5. Now we were pretty sure the truck was at the wrong one! The orange bubbles came to an end in a small clearing in the forest that we could see vaguely on the satellite map. We waited. No more signals.
Several hours later, Mike's truck went by my office window. All three hikers were home safe and sound. And this is the story they had to tell us!
About 5 miles before our hikers reached the empty parking lot (yes, the dads had left the truck in the wrong place), they met four other hikers on the trail. They were actually two separate groups of hikers who had already met each other.
One was a man and his wife who were experienced hikers and in great shape but had somehow gotten off their original trail and did not know exactly where they were. The other group was two men who were totally lost because their compass was reading 180 degrees off. North looked like South! They had started out on an easy hike and had gone to much higher elevations than planned because they were lost. This was actually serious for them because they were very cold, and one of the men was visiting for the weekend from Ohio. Even though he was in excellent shape for hiking, his lungs were very unhappy with the elevation he had taken them to, and they were not working well at all.
The night before, the two men had taken stock and prayed for five specific things. God answered all five of their requests, but I only know two of them -- that they would stay dry that night, and that they would find someone who could help them. That night, it did not rain and they were dry. And the next day they met the other couple and then our hikers.
The seven of them continued down the trail and got to the cleared "parking" area where our hikers thought the truck would be, but it was not there! So there were three groups of hikers -- our group who had no idea where the truck was, the man and his wife who did not know quite where they were, and the two men who were lost and cold and having some altitude problems.
When all of them reached the empty parking lot, the couple realized that it was Mike's truck that they had passed earlier about 5 miles further down the road. So Mike and the man set off at a pretty fast pace to get it and bring it back for the others. Trent looked around to see if he could build a fire because he could see how very cold the two men were, but there was no dry wood to be found, so there was nothing to do but wait. The two got back with the truck sooner than expected because another vehicle happened along the road they were on and gave them a lift. Mike's truck has an extended cab, so they were able to fit all seven people in, and Mike drove them to the town where they had parked their vehicles which was actually on the way home anyway.
And so our hikers arrived back home safely. And Trent said, "Because of genetics, I knew that two nights out on the trail, cold and wet, were all I should do until I get over this respiratory thing." And he is making a nice recovery and planning for a later hike instead.
What an amazing God we have, and how He showed his loving care on Memorial Day weekend! Two men, lost and in trouble, prayed and asked Him for what they needed. He gave them a dry night, brought across their path two others who had seen the truck earlier in the day, and then joined them up with the owners of the truck who did not know where it was. "It was a God thing," Mike told us, and he is right!
(To be continued... with one more installment to explain why I can't even imagine it!)
May 30, 2009
I Can't Even Imagine it....Part 2
The three hikers set off in two trucks with two of the dads (Brad and Barry) along to make this happen. The hike was to start at the beginning of Segment 3 and finish at the end of Segment 4, so the plan was for both trucks to go to the start and drop off the hikers. Barry and Brad would then take the two trucks to the end of Segment 4 and leave Mike's truck there for the hikers to use to come home in, and then Brad would come home with Barry. Trent had carefully printed out computer instructions for them so they would know where to leave Mike's truck.
Great plan! So off they went, and just before he drove off, Trent said, "I'm keeping it open to come back on Monday with them if I need to. (coff-coff-hack)" And I was thankful to have a son who could make a wise decision like that even though he had been planning this extended hike for so long.
Trent was carrying Mike's SPOT Satellite Messenger which has GPS tracking. This nifty little gadget sends out automatic messages to the satellite which in turn show up on a map I can see on my computer, so I can follow their progress. It is able to send out 4 different messages. Besides the autosignals, it can send out 1 preprogrammed message which Mike has set up to say, "God is Great, Life is Good, and I'm OK!" When this message is sent out, it comes to the email of everyone on Mike's list, along with the latitude and longitude coordinates of the SPOT, and they usually send that one out at the beginning and end of each hiking day. I've never seen the other 2 messages (which is a good thing), but one is for nonemergency help and one is for 911 help. This last one goes to the emails of everyone on the list and also to the emergency rescue people in the area closest to the SPOT.
All this is very reassuring, but it can also be a mixed blessing, I've discovered!
In the case of aforementioned worrywarts like me, when the unit doesn't make satellite contact for an extended period of time, or if there is operator error and the unit doesn't send out any signals for a whole day, visions of bears swallowing both SPOT and son have been known to flit through my head!!
Barry and Brad followed the printed instructions and finally found the little cleared area in the middle of wilderness-nowhere that seemed to be the right place to leave the truck. However, they really were not sure, because the directions and the road and the turns did not match up properly. Still, there was an old weathered sign that read, "Colorado Trail, Segment 5"... So with some misgivings, they parked Mike's big white truck, climbed into Barry's little one, and bumpety-bump-bumped their way back to the main road and home.
There will have to be another installment!
Before I go...I've been thinking about this. We make wonderful plans and put all the pieces in place, and that is a very necessary part of counting the cost of what we want to do and of being responsible. But when we have done our part and yet things seem to be going wrong, God sees the whole picture, including the needs of the other people around us. He knows how to work it all out!
Great plan! So off they went, and just before he drove off, Trent said, "I'm keeping it open to come back on Monday with them if I need to. (coff-coff-hack)" And I was thankful to have a son who could make a wise decision like that even though he had been planning this extended hike for so long.
Trent was carrying Mike's SPOT Satellite Messenger which has GPS tracking. This nifty little gadget sends out automatic messages to the satellite which in turn show up on a map I can see on my computer, so I can follow their progress. It is able to send out 4 different messages. Besides the autosignals, it can send out 1 preprogrammed message which Mike has set up to say, "God is Great, Life is Good, and I'm OK!" When this message is sent out, it comes to the email of everyone on Mike's list, along with the latitude and longitude coordinates of the SPOT, and they usually send that one out at the beginning and end of each hiking day. I've never seen the other 2 messages (which is a good thing), but one is for nonemergency help and one is for 911 help. This last one goes to the emails of everyone on the list and also to the emergency rescue people in the area closest to the SPOT.All this is very reassuring, but it can also be a mixed blessing, I've discovered!
In the case of aforementioned worrywarts like me, when the unit doesn't make satellite contact for an extended period of time, or if there is operator error and the unit doesn't send out any signals for a whole day, visions of bears swallowing both SPOT and son have been known to flit through my head!!Barry and Brad followed the printed instructions and finally found the little cleared area in the middle of wilderness-nowhere that seemed to be the right place to leave the truck. However, they really were not sure, because the directions and the road and the turns did not match up properly. Still, there was an old weathered sign that read, "Colorado Trail, Segment 5"... So with some misgivings, they parked Mike's big white truck, climbed into Barry's little one, and bumpety-bump-bumped their way back to the main road and home.
There will have to be another installment!
Before I go...I've been thinking about this. We make wonderful plans and put all the pieces in place, and that is a very necessary part of counting the cost of what we want to do and of being responsible. But when we have done our part and yet things seem to be going wrong, God sees the whole picture, including the needs of the other people around us. He knows how to work it all out!
(To be continued.... again!)
May 29, 2009
I Can't Even Imagine It...
I'm a sort of a worrywart! It is one of those things that got faithfully passed down to me from my Mom, and I suppose she got it from hers! Not that I am different from most other moms. I probably fit somewhere in the middle on the worry scale. I worry more than some and not nearly as much as others!
Memorial Day weekend was different this year at our house. Usually we think of our soldiers far away and thank God for them and the enormous sacrifices they make for us every day. In church, members of the military stand and are honored by the congregation. This year, some people from our church took part in a marathon race and wore special T-shirts in honor of a local soldier who recently died. And we think of Barry's Dad who, long before I knew him, served his country overseas.
This year, I thought of the moms of our soldiers. And here's why...
Last Saturday, Trent and two friends left to hike on The Colorado Trail. They planned to do segments 3 and 4, about 30 miles, over the long weekend. Then the two friends were coming home, and Trent was going to hike on for the next two weeks. And lest the word "trail" mislead you, this is not necessarily easy walking. They carry heavy packs, and sometimes the trail goes up and up and up and up. (I'm sure Trent will report on this trip soon.)
Several days before they left, Trent caught from Barry a real nasty respiratory infection that included a bad cough and laryngitis and, as the doc would say, "generalized malaise and fatigue!" He coughed and hacked by the truck at our driveway, took his inhaler with him, and went anyway.
Memorial Day weekend was different this year at our house. Usually we think of our soldiers far away and thank God for them and the enormous sacrifices they make for us every day. In church, members of the military stand and are honored by the congregation. This year, some people from our church took part in a marathon race and wore special T-shirts in honor of a local soldier who recently died. And we think of Barry's Dad who, long before I knew him, served his country overseas.
This year, I thought of the moms of our soldiers. And here's why...
Last Saturday, Trent and two friends left to hike on The Colorado Trail. They planned to do segments 3 and 4, about 30 miles, over the long weekend. Then the two friends were coming home, and Trent was going to hike on for the next two weeks. And lest the word "trail" mislead you, this is not necessarily easy walking. They carry heavy packs, and sometimes the trail goes up and up and up and up. (I'm sure Trent will report on this trip soon.)
Several days before they left, Trent caught from Barry a real nasty respiratory infection that included a bad cough and laryngitis and, as the doc would say, "generalized malaise and fatigue!" He coughed and hacked by the truck at our driveway, took his inhaler with him, and went anyway.
(To be continued...)
March 6, 2009
Visit Trent's Blog!
If you have been following my blog, you know that I have posted lots of pictures by Trent. Most of them are gorgeous mountain scenes taken while he has been hiking, and I love having new ones to use as my header. I'm always telling him, "Take something with lots of blue in it to match my Rocky Mountain Blue blog!"Well, he has finally started his own blog about his hiking experiences with info and tips on hiking gear and all kinds of other things. He is just getting started, but I'm sure he will be posting lots of pictures there. I sure hope he will still let me use some of them, as well!
Here he is taking one of those pictures at the top of Humboldt Peak!
(Thanks to Mike for his pictures of Trent)
February 20, 2009
PICTURE OF THE DAY -- 02/20/2009
Trent, Mike, and NathanReady to hike!
Barry took this picture on Mike's camera on January 17 as the three guys were leaving the parking lot and setting off to hike the first segment of the Colorado Trail. It was a 2-day hike with an overnight campout in the snow.
I'd be doing good just to get the pack on my back!
And check out the firewood strapped on the back of Mike's backpack!
January 26, 2009
Under the covers...
Yesterday was pretty cold -- in the single digits F -- and last night the weatherman said we might get some snow. So this morning I got up with one decision to be made right away. Should Coral go to her day program or not? First I checked the outdoor thermometer... Brrrr... 4 degrees F. (minus 15 C.) I took a squint out the kitchen window and saw that quite a brisk wind was moving the evergreens. Nope. This is the whole reason why I work from home. No more sending Coral out in terrible weather. No more worrying about how to call work and say I can't come. No more stress about doing the right thing. (And, of course, wearing flannel jammies and sipping hot tea while I type!) Then it began to snow, and I could not even see the house across the field. Confirmation of my good judgment, I told myself! And Coral snoozed until late in the morning, nice and warm under the covers!
Someone else had the right idea this morning about where to stay warm...
Trent took this picture and sent it to me.
He got out of bed, and when he came back, there was Tux who had made himself all cozy!
Trent took this picture and sent it to me.He got out of bed, and when he came back, there was Tux who had made himself all cozy!
December 16, 2008
It is SO cold...
Trent took this picture the other night as it was beginning to snow.
This is a building very close to our house.
For several days now, our temperatures have been in the single digits. The thermometer outside our dining room window says -0.9 degrees. Last night it was down to about -8. I think that might be about -20 Celsius. Everything is covered with snow, and it is definitely not melting! More snow is predicted later this week, so maybe we will be having a white Christmas this year!
This is just a quick post on my way to bed. I just finished the work that had to be back to the doctor in the morning, but I am still not caught up with other things. Maybe soon...
October 8, 2008
PICTURE OF THE DAY - 10/09/2008
HUMBOLDT PEAK
Trent and Mike make it to the top!
Trent and Mike make it to the top!
Before sunrise and after sunset, the mountains can be a beautiful red color like this. It is called "Alpenglow." This is what they saw when they got up and started their climb.
...and this is the same mountain a little later after sunrise.
Starting the climb up...
There is light snow on the ground.
Mike is climbing up ahead...
...and here comes Trent.
Some of the climbing is more difficult...
Almost there...
"I MADE IT!"
I was so surprised when my phone rang shortly after noon on the day of the climb. I could see that it was Trent, and right away I was worried that something had happened. He was supposed to be up on the mountain! And he was! "My phone battery is almost dead," he told me. "I'm tired, but I made it!"
Looking out at other peaks...
What an amazing view!
O God our Savior,
the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas,
who formed the mountains by your power...
Psalm 65:5-6
(Thanks to Mike for the pictures of Trent!)
...and this is the same mountain a little later after sunrise.
Starting the climb up...
There is light snow on the ground.
Mike is climbing up ahead...
...and here comes Trent.
Some of the climbing is more difficult...
Almost there...
"I MADE IT!"
I was so surprised when my phone rang shortly after noon on the day of the climb. I could see that it was Trent, and right away I was worried that something had happened. He was supposed to be up on the mountain! And he was! "My phone battery is almost dead," he told me. "I'm tired, but I made it!"
Looking out at other peaks...
What an amazing view!
O God our Savior,
the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas,
who formed the mountains by your power...
Psalm 65:5-6
(Thanks to Mike for the pictures of Trent!)
October 3, 2008
PICTURE OF THE DAY -- 10/04/2008
THE TRIP TO THE CAMPSITE...
Mike parked his truck, and they began the hike to where they would spend the night before climbing Humboldt Peak.
Look at the size of what Mike is carrying!
Sights along the way...
Here's the tent, complete with front porch...
...and the fire Trent got going so they could cook.
And then it was lights out. (I heard that the tent kept the light snow away, Trent's sleeping bag was nice and warm, the air pillow was a great idea, but the ground was VERY hard!)
And here is where they are headed in the morning!
Here's the tent, complete with front porch...
...and the fire Trent got going so they could cook.
And then it was lights out. (I heard that the tent kept the light snow away, Trent's sleeping bag was nice and warm, the air pillow was a great idea, but the ground was VERY hard!)And here is where they are headed in the morning!
PICTURE OF THE DAY - 10/03/2008
Trent has been doing some mountain hiking which has turned into backpacking now, and he is really enjoying it. The next few days will be pictures Trent took when he and his friend Mike were climbing Humboldt Peak in the Sangro de Cristo Range in Southern Colorado last weekend. Humboldt Peak is a "14er," over 14,000 feet above sea level.
This is something I am simply not brave enough to do, but I am so proud of Trent for taking up such a wonderful activity and for the way he appreciates the outdoors and the scenic beauty. He takes gobs of pictures, so that means that I can enjoy a bit of what these places look like, although I know there is nothing like actually being there.
Trent and Mike had a rather long drive in Mike's truck just to get to the Sangro de Cristo Range (about 5 hours, if I have it right). Here are some things they saw as they were driving to the spot where they would camp overnight...
This is something I am simply not brave enough to do, but I am so proud of Trent for taking up such a wonderful activity and for the way he appreciates the outdoors and the scenic beauty. He takes gobs of pictures, so that means that I can enjoy a bit of what these places look like, although I know there is nothing like actually being there.
Trent and Mike had a rather long drive in Mike's truck just to get to the Sangro de Cristo Range (about 5 hours, if I have it right). Here are some things they saw as they were driving to the spot where they would camp overnight...
Next time: GETTING TO THE CAMPSITE...
September 20, 2008
PICTURE OF THE DAY -- 09/20/2008
This morning I was working at my computer when a low, steady hum pulled me out of the patient records and into the real world! I grabbed my camera and hurried out the front door... Just as I thought! There is the top of the tractor just coming up out of the valley in the middle of the field...
Look at that freshly-turned earth? Isn't it the most beautiful thing?
There! He has turned around and is going back the other way! How I love the sound of a tractor going up and down the field! It is a steady constant reassuring presence, humming up and down outside our house...
Look how the driver has to sit facing forward but has to keep his head turned back to watch where the implement is going? That would turn me into an absolute corkscrew!
Who can that driver be??
It's my Trent!
Hmmm...I wonder who is in the tractor?
Look at that freshly-turned earth? Isn't it the most beautiful thing?
There! He has turned around and is going back the other way! How I love the sound of a tractor going up and down the field! It is a steady constant reassuring presence, humming up and down outside our house...
Look how the driver has to sit facing forward but has to keep his head turned back to watch where the implement is going? That would turn me into an absolute corkscrew! Who can that driver be??
It's my Trent!September 15, 2008
PICTURE OF THE DAY -- 09/15/2008
PtarmiganIt does not take too much trouble to hide if you are a ptarmigan!
On Saturday, Trent went with a group to hike on Quandry, one of Colorado's "fourteeners," which is a mountain with a peak that exceeds 14,000 feet above sea level. He came back with lots of pictures, and I plan to post some of them from time to time, maybe even change my header picture again!
Several of the hikers nearly stepped on these birds because they looked so much like the rocks and did not move until the last minute! When Trent was describing the birds, Gord knew without even seeing the picture exactly what they were.
(I had to ask Gord how to spell "ptarmigan" and was all set ready to type a "T" as the first letter! That 'P" is silent!)
September 1, 2008
PICTURE OF THE DAY -- 09/01/2008
In Eldorado CanyonOn Saturday Trent, Barry, and I went for another hike in the mountains. We did a fairly easy trail (that I felt up to!), and then Barry and Trent went on to do a much more difficult one. I had brought an easy-reading book for just such a time, and so they left me happily sitting on a bench looking across the canyon at this cliff. How peaceful it was sitting there in the gentle breeze! And how amazing what people aspire to do...
Look more closely...
Get out those binoculars...
I kept hearing shouts of "Wooo-hooo!" that came ringing across the valley as one of the climbers rejoiced in another few feet gained!
How small I am in the middle of God's glorious and amazing creation! And what I can see is a minuscule reflection of what He can do...
(Pictures by Trent)
August 19, 2008
PICTURE OF THE DAY -- 08/19/2008
Last week we had the strangest weather. In fact, we set some records. It was so cold here that we had to turn on our furnace one night! In the middle of August! The high for the day was below 50 degrees.
On Saturday, even though it was still rainy and overcast, Trent went hiking with his friend Mike and took this picture.
August 2, 2008
PICTURE OF THE DAY -- 08/03/2008
What is this?Barry and Trent went hiking in the mountains yesterday and came back with this picture. Tell me what you think it is!
June 24, 2008
PICTURE OF THE DAY -- 06/24/2008
A flower that grows by Trent's fence
I'm sure I should know what this is called, but I don't! If you know, please tell me.
June 7, 2008
June 6, 2008
PICTURE OF THE DAY -- 06/06/2008
Tux in the windowThis is the window in Trent's closet, a little extra room off his bedroom. He has his dresser sitting in front of this window, and on top of it is one of Tux's favorite places to sit. From there, he can look right out at birds in the trees and the little ducks and other wildlife living in the small reservoir beside his house. Mountain water comes down the ditch system. The reservoir to hold some of it runs right next to Trent's back yard, and he helps to manage the pump that sends it on up the hill to the big reservoir where it is used for many things. You can just imagine that this is a kitty's ideal outlook on the fascinating things of the world!
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