What a great weekend we ended up having! Bill and Leslie had brought some little chicken breakfast sausage links with them that I grilled for breakfast Sunday morning along with eggs and bagels or toast. After our late breakfast, we all got into the "yellow taxi" and headed out. Their jeep "Sunny" turned over 200,000 miles while they were here. We had to speculate how many of those miles we had ridden with them all around this country.
We were celebrating May together. My birthday was last week, Bill's is this week and Forry's is the 22nd; our 58th wedding anniversary was Sunday; and it was Mother's Day!
We headed towards Washtucna and Palouse Falls which Bill and Leslie had never seen. The falls is out in the country, a long way from anywhere. I can remember going there as a child for a Grange picnic with my Haight grandparents. There used to be a rope line along the cliffs down to the Palouse River that we would scramble down. Forry and I have stopped there over the years and there has hardly ever been anyone there.
Then the kids at the Kahlotus School started a successful campaign to get the State Legislature to declare it the Washington State Waterfall. Man, has that changed things! There was a long line of cars waiting to get in. You had to wait for someone to leave before you could come in and park! There were people everywhere, many having Mother's Day picnics. The cliffs are now all fenced off and there are even Camp Hosts there in a motorhome.
We stopped in Washtucna on our way home for milkshakes. While we were there, I had phone calls from Daughters Mary Mae and Dawn and Son Sean. Since we were traveling, the calls were short but sweet.
Bill and Leslie headed back over the Pass to Bothell while we made an early night of it. Today we've not been very ambitious. I hung a new bag of nyjer seed, replacing the deleted one. Forry met the mail lady who brought a box of forwarded mail and an anniversary card from our good friend Mary. Life is good.