As you can probably tell I took a few more pictures in the flower garden today. Since I haven't been doing much of anything except relaxing I don't have much to take interesting pictures of except the flowers outside my door.
I've been thinking about my planned trip to Montana and still haven't come up with a firm date to leave. I'm pretty sure it's going to be in June I'm just not sure when.
One of the things that concerns me is pulling the Arctic Fox through Denver. You see I'm on the south side of Denver and the shortest way to Montana is straight up through Denver and straight up through Wyoming. Which leaves me with the problem of pulling the Arctic Fox through Denver traffic when I don't even like to drive through Denver in the truck.
There's a couple of ways around Denver but they've both got their problems. Going around the west side of Denver has some of the same traffic problems that I 25 does going straight through Denver, plus it will take a couple of road changes to get all the way around the city.
There's a very nice toll road that goes all the way around the eastern side of Denver and would be a great way to avoid the traffic except it costs $56 to pull the trailer all the way around Denver which seems like an outrageous amount to me.
So its beginning to look like I'm going to have to take I 25 straight up through the middle of Denver. My experience with Denver has been there are certain times of the day when the traffic is horrendous and the rest of the time it's worse. Now there are some easy, safe, times to drive through Denver, 3 AM on a Sunday morning comes to mind, and something like that just might be what I end up having to do.
It was a beautiful day today Perfect for celebrating the end of the holiday weekend. I'm always happy when a holiday is over and things get back to normal.
I wasn't always that way, when I was younger I looked forward to holidays because it meant being out of school for a while or missing a couple of days of work, either of which was a cause for celebration. But now I don't go to school anymore, because I've learned everything there is that I need to know, and I don't work anymore because no one is foolish enough to hire me. So holidays just get in the way of my normal life which I don't need a holiday from.
The family planted some more flowers around the house this weekend, which explains the flower snapshots in this post. I like to look at flowers, and I like to take pictures of flowers but I have no desire whatsoever to plant any. I've spent enough time watching others do it to know that there's a lot of work involved not only with the planting but the endless maintenance that only ends when everything is covered with 3 feet of snow.
So I'll just enjoy looking at the flowers and taking a snapshot every now and then before I mosey back into the Arctic Fox, plop down in my easy chair and look out the window at others crawling around on their hands and knees digging holes in the dirt with tiny shovels.
Today was a cloudy rainy day and a little bit on the chilly side. It was the kind of day that makes me feel sorry for the folks that are packed into the state parks trying to have a good time on a holiday weekend.
A lot of young families don't have cozy warm RVs to stay in while camping at the lake. Most of them are sleeping in cold wet tents just like I used to do long long ago.
Young families usually aren't financially well-off enough to afford an RV. And since one or more of the parents are working full-time they normally don't have enough free time to justify owning an RV which will just sit in the yard for most of its life slowly disintegrating.
I can recall when I was young and raising a family how much I looked forward to holiday weekends when I could finally get a break from whatever drudgery I was being paid to perform, and be able to relax in a stress free environment while spending quality time with the family.
But the reality was, between the mosquitoes, the wet sleeping bags, the leaking air mattresses, my car that needed a transfusion of radiator water, and oil about every hundred miles, there really wasn't all that much relaxing going on.
Then late Monday night we would come dragging home tired, sunburned, and grumpy, more stressed out and worn out than when we left Friday afternoon.
I wonder sometimes how I made it through all that because it seems like it would've been easier and more relaxing just to stay at home. But on this chilly, rainy, holiday weekend I got to thinking about all those young families down at the lake. huddled in leaky tents and wet sleeping bags and slowly realized.... Those were the good times.