This Header Pic is Hawley Lake Above Gold Valley. It is a 3 mile, 1hour trail from our camp. This is a very beautiful lake and  everyone likes to jump in when we get there. Below the cabin, 1/2 mile are Indian rock carving's 1000's of years old.

This Poem is a favorite of some friends of ours. It was given to me shortly after Carol left us.  When I went over for a visit, Missa, Diana's Daughter said I have something for you and typed it out for me. I don't know what the title is.                                  Thank You Diana, Lois, Missa and Justin

A hand to aid along the road              A laugh to lighten any load   A place to bring a burdened heart     Or heal the ache of sorrows dart                              Who'd willingly share in joy or tears           And help to ease the darkest fears             Or my soul like her own defend             All because she was my friend.      No grave could hold so free a soul                I see her in the frisking foal            I hear her laughter on the breeze               That stirs the very tops of trees             She flies with Eagle's on the wing            She is the song that night birds sing            Death never dared her captive keep           She lies not there, she does not sleep.                But there is silence at my side    That haunts the place she used to ride               And my companions can't allay             The loss I have sustained this day    How bleak the future now has grown                 Since I must face it all alone            My road is weary, dark and steep                     It is for myself I weep.                                 ~ Mercedes Lackey Please Note: A couple of words have been changed. I hope Mercedes Lackey understands.

This Poem was taken from a poster our Daughter Vicky painted and gave to her Mom Year's ago. It has always hung on the wall in the hallway. Whenever Vicky would think of her Mom she would get a little special thing for her to show her Love.                                                                    Thank You Vicky

There are times when only a parent's love              can understand our tears              sooth our disapointments               and calm all of our fears. There are times when only a parent's heart               can share the joy we feel when something that we've dreamed about                 quite suddenly is real.   There are times when only a parent's faith                can help us on life's way   and inspire in us the confidence we need                     from day to day.    For a mother's Heart, a Father's Faith            and a parent's steadfast Love            were fashioned by the Angels               and sent from God above.                                        ~ Author Unknown

"Heavens Treasure"

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Song, River Road by Crystal Gayle