The last couple of weeks of May are c-r-a-z-y!!  I wonder every single year how everything gets done before the last day of school.  But somehow it always does....or it ends up not being that important afterall.  So, here I am again wondering.....

I'm looking forward to a very good summer.  My big project this year is a garden.  I have high hopes.  It will have to wait until school is out because lots of preparation work needs to be done. This will be the first year I've had a vegetable garden since my own children were toddlers.  The watering system needs work, the ground has never been prepared for a garden area, and I really don't know what I'm doing.  Am I nuts?  Maybe.  But it will be an exciting undertaking with hopefully an abundant reward!  I remember a story someone told me once.  The moral was, "Anything worth doing, is worth doing poorly"  For perfectionists, (sometimes I think I qualify), that is good news.  Many things worth doing never get done because of fear of not doing them perfectly.  My attitude for this garden is, "just do it".  It may not be the best garden ever....but I will learn.  And next year it will be a little better. 

Bedtime.  I'm finished.  Good night:)

I think it would be really awesome to 'someday' have a huge family reunion in Tucumcari with one of the events being a picnic on the Homestead.  We would need to get permission, of course, from the owners of the Blue Front Ranch.  

It's not difficult to find once you reach the BFR.  Soon after passing the BFR, there is a road that veers off to the right.  Probably 1/3 to 1/2 mile later it will be blocked by a fence.  Continue on the same road (which is still used) until right before the windmill.  Another unused road veers to the right.  We saw irrigation pipe along this road.  Go another 1/4 mile probably.  You will need to cross another fence (it has a gate).   Continue approximately 1/4 mile and the homestead will be obvious.  The well with the little building to the east will be the most noticeable.  Then the dugout (with lots of little trees growing out of it) will be between the well and small building.  

The trees will tell stories of days gone by.  It is a place full of dreams and laughter and tears.