The packed car - that's the dulcimer on top of the blue suitcase. A lot of stuff!
We ate breakfast at the Coffee Cabin and we were on our way by 9:30 or so.
|The Coffee Cabin|
It's about a 540-mile drive to Boulder. Up through the canyon to Hoback, then over through Bondurant (tiny), Pinedale (bigger) where we stopped to mail cards, stopped at the Sublette County Visitor's Center where Ellen found nice post cards, and went to the Library for WiFi (the award-winning building was designed by Carney Architects when Ellen worked for them).
|Pinedale Library exterior|
|Library interior - main reading room|
Then on to Rock Springs, where we stopped at a Taco Time - I had a taco salad; Ellen her usual rice and beans - then on to I-80 east across southern Wyoming to Cheyenne and down I-25 to Boulder. I read aloud from Arthur Ransome's Great Northern, we listened to a Guilford church service on tape - July 2, 1989 - Shirley preached on the theme of "God is the potter and we are the clay" from Jeremiah. She had visited a local potter's studio and learned a lot about what it's like to work the clay on the wheel. The potter - Ruth Tillman Osborne - told her that when all goes well, the clay "sings." Shirley liked that. Ruth also gave the church a vase she had made and that became the center of the children's story in which Shirley actually involved the children in working with clay!
|Ruth Tillman Osborne's Vase|
The reading and the listening (and in my case some dozing) helped the miles speed by. We got a supper-snack at a Flying-J truck stop south of Cheyenne and arrived at the Shay's at 7:45 p.m., just 15 minutes later than the estimated ETA we had made on Sunday. Not bad!
Our first week here, Emma, a PCA who is the daughter of Betsey's energy healer, Lyria Pascal, will still be helping out mornings, so our work will be lighter. More on that later.