Irrigation Pipes, Kittens and Apple Pie

We have developed a routine, but it is rather loose. Russ an I go do the food shopping on Thursday, and then usually get some take out in town for lunch. Sonic is a favorite. Russ has been helping around the property. This week they laid down the irrigation pipe, since water has now been run into the ditch from the river.

Green chili cheese sandwich with tots. Yum!

Russ clears flotsam out of the newly filled ditch.

Flotsam hero.

The most distant weir sends the water under Highway 550.

Getting started.

Done laying the pipe.

Russ' mom found this pamphlet about the Ditch.

1912 and still in use!

Russ' mom made pies for Easter, but other than a ham for dinner, we didn't do anything special. Everything is still shut down for the pandemic response, so it was a quiet day. Mama cat has moved her kittens out to the small piece of carpet at the end of the stairs into the house from the garage, so we have to step over them every time we come into the house. They are super cute, but I'm working hard to not get attached. Russ and I decided that we don't need to replace our cats too soon. It's nice to travel and not worry about animals at home, or make provisions for them to come with us on the road.

American as apple pie.

Mama Cat with three extras.

Too cute!

On Mondays, Russ and I go up to Durango for specific shopping, and usually take a walk on one of the local trails. I particularly like the Animas River Trail. This week we walked it in the other direction (upriver). There was a fantastic kinetic sculpture near our turn around point.

There used to be a uranium smelter across the river here.

They cleaned up the tailings pile and turned it into a park.

Russ takes the shot.

Celebrate, a sculpture by J. Gunnar Anderson

Aspen tree in the background.

Old mine equipment repurposed as art.

Chalk graffiti on one of the foot bridges.

Going my own way. Notice the fly fisherman in the river.

A different kind of fly.

Russ and I have been reading and relaxing in the R-Pod. Plus, I continue to exercise. We found that one lap around the "dry land" field is a quarter mile. I cut Russ' hair today as he sat outside our trailer front door (the shaver plugs into the outside outlet). We're just muddling along and enjoying our time here. I didn't take a photo of the haircut, but I should have. It was an unusual location. I'm glad we brought the supplies to do it, since getting a haircut at a barber shop is not possible right now. My haircut is good until June. Not sure what will be happening by then.

Laps around the dry land. The house is behind me, 

right at the level of my head.

Relaxing in the Pod. The door beyond our window is the shop.

Russ' dad has quite a wood working setup.