Rancho Sierra Vista

Today we got up early so we could walk. Mighty cold out there this morning. The wind was blowing and I bravely went out without a coat just a sweatshirt. I about froze to death, the walk back to the trailer was better, I was warmed up from the walk and the wind was at our backs. Charlee just walked fast hoping to get home sooner.

We showered and dressed and drove to Rough Rock. Wednesday is our assigned day to help out at the senior center. It was one of those days that you just know things aren’t going to go the way you planned. We got to the senior center and was told come back next week, the helpers were heading into Chinle to a dinner. I helped one of the ladies load drinks into her car and dad delivered the job listings to the chapter house.

We drove to Many Farms to just LOOK at the trailer. I got sicker just looking at it. (Think of going over the border into Mexico and you will begin to get an idea of what this trailer looks like.) We were told earlier this week we would be moving into the comdemned trailer, it gives me the chills just to think about it. I told dad to go walk around it and see what he could see. It didn’t get any better. Dad took out his tape measure as someone had built new steps up to the poarch. Not one of the steps was the same distance apart (7 1/4 8 1/2 8).

We drove out to the lake at Many Farms, it was interesting. Years ago BYU went down to that area and helped set up a watering systems, put in cement ditches, and sprinkler systems, hense the name Many Farms. Still many farms, they just don’t grow anything. The lake has water in it, but the residents are not using it at least not this time of year. We just continue to see tons of money put into the rez and no returns on it. Some one said that “someone” got the great idea to drain the lake and no one has used the irrigation water since. We came home and I made two pies, one apple and one pumpkin. Made cranberry sauce with fresh cranberries, and the family favorite yams southern style. I cooked chilie for us to eat and after we ate the chilie and I cleaned up the mess for the umteenth time I made cookies for dad. He has felt neglected of late. I did make him an apple pie earlier in the week. How neglected can one feel knowing that?

I got dad going through the pictures that I went through and organized last year and he re-organized them. It is for our album of the ranch history. Maybe tomorrow we can get them into the book. That would be a mile stone.We are to have dinner with the Missionary Senior Sisters, family and others. Don’t know what time haven’t been told yet. All is good. Turkey day means its almost time to get out the Christmas stuff. Yay!