Today's journal entry should be short and sweet because we really didn't do much of anything! It was raining we awoke and it pretty much rained the entire day, as was forecast. We had a leisurely morning of coffee and checking up on our emails and such, then we joined Kathi's Sunday school class via Zoom. Today the lesson was on learning to love your enemy. I would say that is certainly a timely lesson for me and one that I need God's help in putting into practice. After the lesson we both talked with our husbands to catch up on what they are up to as well as letting them know what we have been up to. Neither one of them read this blog because neither one of them are much into reading, so they get their updates via phone calls/Facetime. Kathi then started working on homework while I actually finished up the first installment of this trip's journal.
After some time, Kathi declared that she was getting sleepy and went to lay down on the couch for a nap. I decided that I liked that idea and I went and took a nap in my bedroom. Upon awakening we decided to take a walk, which had been our plan all along for today. There are some notes on a bulletin board here in the house from our hosts and they include a small list of some nearby trails. There is one trail called the Sunrise Carriage trail that is actually within walking distance from the house so we decided that we would walk that trail today. When looking outside the windows, it appeared that the rain had stopped so our plan was to walk TO the trail (just under a mile away), then walk the trail itself (1.4 miles, out and back), then walk back to the house. Once we stepped outside, however, I noticed how dark the sky looked and it started to sprinkle, so we changed our plan a bit and decided to drive to the trailhead and walk the trail from there. Boy was that ever a good decision. We had not been on the trail long when it started raining pretty hard, but we decided to tough it out and continued on to the top of the hill where the trail ends at what was once the home of Governor William A MacCorkle which he had built in 1905. MacCorkle had the road, that is now the trail, built so that oxen could transport building materials to the site. Apparently, while digging the trailbed, MacCorkle himself uncovered a Civil War gravesite of two women who were though to be spies and executed, though there are conflicting stories as to which side executed and buried the women.
There now stands a headstone on the trail telling the story of the women. There is also a shrine on the trail that MacCorkle had erected after his daughter was killed in an automobile accident. Despite the rain we actually ran into a number of other people on the trail including other hikers, some runners and a few folks on bicycles. By the time we returned to the car we were thoroughly drenched but happy that we got out and took a walk.
Once back at the house we stripped and put everything in the dryer and each took a turn in a hot shower to warm up.After getting warm and dry and comfortable, Kathi went back to work on her tasks while I fixed the last of the Green Chef dinners that Kathi brought along. Tonight was cumin-roasted pork chops topped with a chimichurri and avacado mayo sauce along with roasted veggies (cabbage, red onion, red bell pepper and kabocha squash (apparently a kind of Japanese winter squash). It was good, but my favorite of the three meals she brought was still the first one we prepared, the stuffed peppers with the dijon mustard sauce.
As I write
this, the day is winding down and Kathi is writing a letter of recommendation for a young woman medical student who interned and volunteered at the Komen Tissue Bank, where Kathi works, for her application to the residency program she is hoping to get into. I had her pause in that endeavor for just a few minutes to toss the states. We are now down to 2. Nevada and Colorado.
Once Kathi finishes her letter, we will watch a couple more episodes of Silent Witness, then go to bed. Tomorrow we plan to tour the Capital building and the state museum.
As I write this, the day is winding down and Kathi is writing a letter of recommendation for a young woman medical student who interned and volunteered at the Komen Tissue Bank, where Kathi works, for her application to the residency program she is hoping to get into. I had her pause in that endeavor for just a few minutes to toss the states. We are now down to 2. Nevada and Colorado.
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