Early sunrise in Tulsa. Follow the sunrise and you'll be in Afton.
This is the first day I've been alone at Afton Station for ages. Since I still can't walk worth a darn, Robin opened up for me and will close when I leave this afternoon. Ron M. is out of town, and I haven't had many guests yet this morning -- kind of like the old days, and I'm not sure I like it. I've managed to get a lot done, however -- cleaned up my desk, made 25 new magnets, tossed out a lot of unneeded mess. I'm a little wistful because so many of my Route 66 friends are in Kingman, AZ at the annual Route 66 Festival. This year, it was just too far for me to go with dialysis to be scheduled and my ongoing mobility problem. I know everyone is having a wonderful time. We always do.
But. . .the super good news is that daughter Sarah and her new friend John are arriving here on Saturday! More than anything in my life, I look forward to Sarah's visits. They'll be here for about a week. Yippee!
I haven't reported on the state of Afton lately, and the news isn't particularly good. Buildings continue to rot and fall down. The grain co-op is being torn down. A couple of businesses have closed. Good news is that the new BBQ place seems to be doing well. The "Welcome to Afton" signs promised a couple of months ago still haven't been erected. If only Afton could see what some other small towns have done to take advantage of Route 66 and run with it. Very frustrating!
The morning has been slow, with only 8 visitors so far. This is very different from the past two days when Robin and Sue were working and they had visitors from 9 foreign countries and 12 states.
Toward the end of the day, this lovely couple -- he from France, she from Geneva, Switzerland, came in on their three week Route 66 vacation.
In all, it was a very different day, but ended up being quite satisfying.