
We will have fishermen until it completely ices over, maybe some time in January.
Today is sunny and nice, no wind. It's snowing up in the high mountains, and last weekend the driving was bad up there, but nice and dry on what we call the Front Range.
Mr. TroutBend's mother died Thanksgiving morning from complications following a fall that broke her femur. She knew he was coming from Las Vegas to say goodbye, but she said she didn't want him to remember her like that so she didn't wait for him to get there. That was at 8 am. He got there about 1 pm and their cousin brought in a big dinner so after they were done having a little cry they proceeded to have a big dinner and talk about the good memories.
I don't think this is going to 'ruin the holiday' for that particular family - they are more likely to celebrate her life than sit around feeling sorry for themselves because she's not there. The good side of it is she was 92 years old, mentally sharp, active and living with her husband in their home. There was time to say goodbye (to those she wanted to say it to) but once she decided to end treatment, it went quickly.
I went to a canyon neighbor's house for Thanksgiving dinner. We put together jigsaw puzzles and stayed up late.