About 8:00 a.m. on Saturday we drove to the Copper Mountain Mesa Community Center for the pancake breakfast. Ken is learning to work the grill so he can sub for our friend Kip who will miss the next two breakfasts. I worked the door. We served almost 70 breakfasts and the Thrift Store did good business, too.
There was a birthday party at one of the back tables - someone was turning 90-something and we all got a piece of cake.
I overdid it yesterday. By the evening my knees (osteoarthritis) were killing me. The pain kept waking me through the night. So this morning I did something I'd wanted to try, but never had. I took a small branch of creosote and wet it. Then I held the little branch against my knee for a few minutes. When I moved my hand away the branch remained. My hand was stained yellow.
The yellow is from the resin on the leaves. You can see little brownish-orange specks on my hand. These are lac scale insects (tachardiella larreae) that broke off the branch. The insects cover themselves in orange lacquer. I peeled the leaves and the scales off but my hands and knees remained yellow and sticky, even after washing them with soap.
The pain subsided. Chances are it's because I wanted it to. I'll have to try it a few more times to see if the fix was real or just in my mind.
We drove out to the Palms for breakfast with our neighbor, Gloria. We ran into Laurel and Frank from the Glass Outhouse Art Gallery, our friends Annelies and James, Robin and her son Billy, and Kip. We all had breakfast. Kip brought us a Coleman lantern and showed us how to fire it up. The electricity goes out up here from time to time so it will be nice to at least have some light. Now we just need to get a can of fuel and a carbon monoxide detector.
On our way home we drove past Laura Sibley's labyrinth. Since it was cool we all walked out to walk it. It was lovely. The view - all 360 degrees - was stunning and to keep seeing it - well, it was almost like slow motion spinning. Being slowed down by the turns made you notice things more.