Weekend at the Cabin

The Hatton's, close family friends, allowed us to use their cabin for the weekend. It is up in the hills in Posey, about an hour east of Bakersfield. We had an absolutely fabulous time! Thanks, Dave and Denise! On Saturday, we pretty much stayed indoors because it rained and snowed off and on all day. Above is some snow in Peter's hair as he admires the scenery. Sunday we went to chuch with the Hatton's. They had a lovely Palm Sunday service. We spent much of the rest of the day haning out with them and their grand kids who were also visiting that weekend. The whole day was fun, but one of the best moments was when Dale, a freind and owner of the restaurant we ate at for lunch, asked Dave and I to sing one of her favorite hymns, "In the Garden". We had a great time visiting with them all and look forward to the next time we get to come up.

Peter on the porch which overlooks the creek and in the background you can see a few of the lovely daffodils. OK they are really small so I'll point them out. Look about halfway up the green cover on the right, and then just above the bottom railing, and you may see a slight yellow blur. In the picture, it came out much more clear. :)

Tracy enjoying the snow all bundled up in Peter's jacket.

I couldn't just leave you with a thought of daffodils, so I found a picture of the ones Denise had picked and put there in the cabin for us. It was so sweet of her to do that for us, and when we parted on Sunday, she said we could take them home with us. They smelled great and brightened our kitchen for quite a while.

The car COVERED in snow.

Before we left Peter insisted I get some peanuts. We just have to have some. He said. And make sure you get a lot. Well we had a blast eating them and feeding them to the blue jays. It's a bit tough to tell but I know this one has several in his mouth. We would put them on the ledge, and then go inside where it was warm and watch them all come after them. It was a great past time.

I was hoping I could catch a blue jay this close, but they were patient and waited until we were a little farther away before they came for the peanuts...

...so I got him in the tree instead.

At first, It hailed, but it wasn't normal hail. It was like little pellets of pressed snow rather than the ice that I'm used to.

Here is one of the lovely views of the landscape as we were heading back home. Ah, the beauty! God truly is an artist.