We live in a river valley. The English river comes in to the Des Moines
river straight north of our home about one half mile or less. When
we ride our mules on the bluff and look every direction the view is
like it was one hundred years or more ago. All you see is trees
and bluffs and the river and the bluffs on the north side of the river
we are on the south side. We ride our mules there 3 times a week.
Usually in the winter as well, but this year we have ice and Glen is
ill. Our friends think we have an incredible view.
The weather is warmer today and I have Spring Fever. Anyway I have to
go to work this pm.
I am glad to have a job at the Nursing and Rehab Center. It is hard work
and I get really fond of the residents.