Well, I'm back!!

Hello There (that's you),
Welcome back to me, Bev. Surprise, surprise, surprise! It is to me as it is to you. Didn't think I would follow through with this so early(?) into writing this thing called a BLOG, but here I am. Just wondered if anyone would look at it at this late into the game, as so many of my friends have posted their life stories and incidencts on their blog for months and some years. Guess I could say I am courious enough to see if anyone would read this or even think of reading it.
Well, a lot has occured since last year. Had a few items done to my foot which has put me into the second year of a sore foot. The first year was laughable many times, but htis time, it has been a huge nucience and I am thoroughly tired of it all. BUT, life moves on and I should accomodate time and move with it.
Have a couple plans coming up for the year. I was going to a family reunion, but my sister wasn't well enough to go, so as I didn't want to really go, I am not going. Instead, I am headed to Washington and will be gone for nearly 2 1/2 weeks. I get so homesick for water, bodies of water, or rivers, not trickly water, but flowing water. Am eager to ride a ferry again and can hardly wait to walk on the ferry with a group of friends. Monday night in FHE, Dick said that he had gone to Rampart Reservoir and my "wanter" became HUGE to see a "large" body of water, which holds fish. I'm thinking about picking up the sport of fishing. Love to eat fish. We'll see.
Today, Carla and I went to Rampart Reservoir. What a ride we had.
The road was worse than a wash board (it was a dirt road), so we travelled a high speeds of 15 to 20 mph. Now, because I have an older car and I want it to last for another 10 to 15 years, I drove with a very soft foot, not the lead foot, I sometimes normally drive. I even surprised myself. Even though, I was so anxious to see water, I had to control my patience to get there. Cost $2.50 to get into the National Forest. I kept thinking, "Hurry, hurry, give me the change, I want to get there". And would you believe it, a block or so up the road, we hit a paved road. Almost smooth riding. Couldn't understand why after miles of washboard riding, but then remembered, it is a National Park, meaning, a US Gov't road, not a county road. Off we went with my heart thummping a bit faster in anticipation to see WATER. Finally......... there IT was WATER-R-R. Wasn't QUITE what I was looking to see. Even though Colorado has had MUCH rain this year, the reservoir was pretty empty. But .. . .. the sight of something bigger than a puddle gave me courage to continue in life, knowing that I will in little more than 34 days will be on the road again to see beautiful Skagit Valley and the Puget Sound, where, even though it is salt water, I will be able to plunge my swollen toe into the paradise of cold water. I will be able to sit in the car, or walk up to the edge of a fast flowing river and imagine from where and to where will the water flow meeting with the
beginning of the great Pacific Ocean.
A curious and suprising revelation came when we left the Park and saw a sign indicating that Colorado Springs, to the left, was 17 miles, which would take us maybe 30 or so minutes to get there. Of course that depended upon the condition of the road. To take the right, Colorado Springs would take us nearly an hour. We took the right because we wanted to stop in Woodland Park to have a Mexican lunch. Next time I will take the left to see where the road enters Colorado Springs.
A beautiful sunny day it was today, with temperature up into the mid 80s. Just plain HOT. But I have realized that being in Colorado, I really don't miss all the rain that hits Washington. I really don't miss it at all. Good Night.