We decided it might be easier to set up the tent instead of using up all the floor space inside.
We decided it might be easier to set up the tent instead of
using up all the floor space inside.
They lost the roof of the barn in the huge snows two winters ago.
Jim planted a whole batch of Christmas trees in his
'Black Forest'.
This is the corner of their lot, with the mountain view.
Mary Ann's pond. Alan made a fishing pole with a stick and some
string and a paper clip he cadged from her and then he tried
to catch the large goldfish. The fishing pole had to come with us
and was put to use again in Sandusky Bay.
One of Mary Ann's chickens.
Alan really liked the tree house.
The boys enjoyed climbing on the roof. This portion is lower
because it's over the cellar.
And Alan liked the swing.
The trampoline was a big hit, too.
Rest break.
Katie (Jim and Mary Ann's daughter) drove over with
her sons, Rhys and Kye.
Rhys joins Roger and Alan playing with blocks.
Jim got out Howard Adams Hubbell's surveyor's transit to show us.
HAH is both mine and Jim's grandfather. Since he died in 1932,
his transit must predate that event by some years.
The box it is stored in, along with the chain.
The label for the transit.
Roger discovers that images are upsidedown when viewed through
this transit.
The chain for measuring lengths.
Jenny tries to 'throw' the chain back into its single loop
state for packing away.
Alan made a flag for the tree house.
We ordered pizza for lunch. Spencer, Katie's twin, is seated
on the end of the bench.
Gordon and his wife Laura stopped by, too. We were privileged to
see 3 out of 4 of Jim and Mary Ann's children. They were
considerably shorter the last time I saw them.
Gordon delighted the boys by playing on the trampoline
with them.
It was decided to have a campfire, so Jim obligingly dug out
some edging stones and made a firering, right in the middle
of the yard.
Jim set off a batch of fireworks while the audience lounged
on the trampoline.
The aftermath -- hosing down the remains.
Jim and Mary Ann decided to caravan with us up to Bear Lake
on our way out of town.
They had a picnic with us before we continued
north to Yellowstone and they turned around and drove home.
A bit of alone time on a swing was more valuable to Alan
than having lunch.