Today was our 'rest from the sun day.'
It has been 2-years now since my Grandma passed on, and, being that her grave is about 5 hours from Spokane and 12+ from Utah, none of us are able to visit on a regular basis.
Today was the day. Dave, me, Grandma, and the kids all made the 3 hour drive to Kalispell, MT to visit the old ranch, and Grandma & Grandpa Kesler's graves.
The drive was long, being that, along with not being a boat baby, Trent is also not a car baby. No beating around the bush. It is our Trenter.
We started out by dragging main. Grandma pointed out all the shops and told us what they used to be, who had the best penny candy, and where the cute boys lived.
We filled up with some pizza and salads and tried to talk Trent into napping. He let us know that napping is for babies, not big 17-month olds like him. Some might accuse him of being cranky, but, surely not me.
Next we drove up to the old ranch and drove slowly by, looking from the nearest road, over the fields to where the house and buildings used to stand. A lot has changed, but, the magic of freedom and crunch of work, and everything inbetween still swarmed around us. The heat of it all brought tears to Grandma's eyes. There are homes and roads now over the hills that she roamed on her horses so we were able to explore a bit, even up to the apple orchards where we snagged a few for old time-sake.
We took a lot of pictures, but, they will wait for another post, another day.
We finished our Kalispell trip with a visit to the cemetery. We had brought flowers so we decorated the grave and talked about the memories we have and the people we miss.
And miss them we do.
