Our bed & breakfast guests were back from their early Monday morning photo shoot and had a wonderful time. It was a beautiful clear morning with a great western Kansas sunrise. They were sincere in their appreciation for the wide open spaces and quiet countryside. Something they don't find in their urban area. They lingered over breakfast, walked downtown to scope out the soda fountains and came back with chocolate malts and then ordered lunch to take with them. Green bean and dumpling soup was on the lunch menu and they supposed it was a Swedish soup since they had visited the old Swedish Lutheran Church the day before and were surprised to find out the soup's origin was German. The rest of their lunch consisted of grilled ham & cheese sandwiches, Lutheran salad (that's a carrot & crushed pineapple gelatin salad) and pieces of freshly baked applesauce/oatmeal cake. With their promise of a return visit we waved good bye to more new friends.

Time for breakfast

We have Bed & Breakfast guests at the Cottage this morning so it's up early to get it all put together. One of our guests is a photographer and he left very early to catch the morning sun at Cedar Bluff. Hope he has some photos of the bluffs as they would be nice to add to the Smoky Valley Scenic Byway brochure and the wakeeney.org web site. He returned right on time for breakfast and after breakfast I suggested that they head south of WaKeeney on the Hwy. 283 leg of the Byway and see the old Wilcox School that is listed on the National Register of Historic Places. It's very much in need of repair and that should start happening soon. He had seen the old Emanuel Swedish Lutheran Church on Hwy. 147 on his way to Cedar Bluff early in the day and expressed a keen interest in old limestone buildings. It will be interesting to find out how their day went when I see them in the morning.

New to blogging

This is my first blog and the words escape me but they say a photo is worth a thousand words.

My garden doesn't look like this today but the photo keeps me going till spring. I can hardly wait till the ground thaws and the days are a little longer and what is hidden will be revealed again in the spring. I sometimes wonder how anyone could exist any further north than Kansas.