Spring Has Sprung........Kinda

Well it's a Tuesday, and I'm sitting in the office waiting for the auto-glass man to show up and replace Mom's Mazda van's windshield.

A rock hit her windshield on the way home from work last week and put a sizeable crack in it. Thank God, we had a zero deductible on window breakage replacement on all our vehicles.

Juan, from A-1 Glass just showed up, and actually he/they are replacing the glass they installed on Saturday. The installation didn't meet our expectations. Juan had a helper, and I think he messed it up. Juan came by himself this time.

Well, Easter went nicely. It started out with a very nice morning at church. We enjoyed a pancake breakfast/feed at church and then had a very good Easter sermon to finish-off the morning.

After getting home Melissa's brother Jonathan, wife-Berth, and 10 month old son Caleb came over around 2PM for Easter Day visit and dinner with us.

We had bought a big old Prime Rib roast for Ben's birthday from Costco, and cut it in half and roasted it for the birthday. We thawed the other half and roasted it for Easter. It was yummy!

Easter evening turned into a cold rainy downpour outside, but we burned lots of our Oak logs in the fireplace to add a nice comfy touch to the day and evening.

Yep, while you folks back East are basking in the warmth, our daytime temps for the last week have barely reached 60 degrees, and some days it only goes up to the 50's!

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Had to prune the living daylights out of the peach tree. It basically has three main limbs and just a few branches. The poor peach had outdone itself giving us great croops each year, but last summer it yielded a big crop of small peaches that caused many branches to split/break from the weight of the fruit. So these split branches died back and we ended up with a lot of dead limbs at pruning time.

I hope that dear old tree survives my major surgery. It has a few new leaves sprouting, but that darn old "curly leaf" disease is messing up the leaves. Usually the tree grows out of the curly leaf, but I don't know how things will go this year. The peach dates back to the days before Costco was around here. We bought it at the Price Club on Lawrence Expressway in Santa Clara. That place became a Costco.

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After a dreadful virus attack on our P.C., we are now living with a healthy computer again. It took about a week of Norton/Symantec remote support from India to get rid of this nasty thing.

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Mother's Day: We are taking the travel trailer to the Willits, CA KOA trailer/camping park on that weekend, starting Friday. This KOA is one heck of a fun place for folks with or without kids...grandparents, whatever. There's a petting zoo, water park, ice cream socials, pancake breakfasts, music/dance evenings, the Skunk train stops at the KOA on it's way too and from Fort Bragg to Willits.

Last Labor Day weekend Ben and family and Mom and me went there, and the kids had a ball. Logan claims he re-learned how to swim at the KOA pool. Oh, I forgot....They have a minature golf course there, horse shoes, hot tubs......and of course Willits is right in the heart of California wine country too...........and some Indian casinos too.

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Well, we are all relatively well now........There was a nasty old cold virus going around that seem to hang on for several weeks.

Also Mom went to the Dr. for her red stinging eyes. They gave her anti-biotic drops but they don't help much. We think maybe it's allergies, as there's a lot of pollen in the air from our very wet winter. After Juan finishes installing Mom's windshield, I'm going to the drug store to get some over-the-counter eye drops for Mom. She thinks that my be what she needs.

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The pictures above are from the Willits KOA and also a picture from glass beach Fort Bragg where we like to go and collect beautiful beach stones. Also some recent pictures of Grandma Dorine, Uncle Mark, Uncle Lee, and Mom that I took at Jerry Kirkpatrick's funeral. This was the get-together at the Kirkpatrick's house in Meadow Vista, Ca. near Auburn.

Love, Dad Blomquist

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