After some more time with Joseph this
morning, we were off to Kansas. On very
short notice, three friends came to the Colby Starbucks, and we had a really
nice visit. Connie and Carol, my former
English department colleagues (perhaps sometimes known to our students as the
plagiarism police); and Kathy, my friend who let me stay with her for a couple
weeks before I got my apartment back in February 2008, all belong to the
Presbyterian church in Colby. It was so good to see them, and I plan visits
back to Colby since I’ll be just an eight-hour drive away.
The wind farms along I-70 were
impressive. I’ve never seen so many in
such a short distance. They stretched
along the highway and on out to the horizon, miles and miles of them. Perhaps some people think them an eyesore,
but I like them. The wind was blowing
mighty hard today, and I liked thinking about those gusts creating electricity.
So tonight we are in Salina, Kansas
and will head off to Bartlesville in the morning. It is finally beginning to sink in that I
really am moving. I’m feeling the first
twinges of homesickness for Whidbey Island and my church family and am mighty
glad that I’ll get to cuddle with my grandchildren tomorrow.
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