Mama called this morning, thank God. I had called her several times on the cell phone yesterday while we were out of the park, but didn't get her. She had gone to the doctor and got some
antibiotics for whatever ails her. She never did tell me what the doc said she has, but doc did assure her that she would be able to fly on Friday. Wow! some pills, huh? More accurately stated, Mama will be able to ride in a flying airplane on Friday. She also went to see an attorney to find out if the will she had prepared in Texas is still binding in Oklahoma. The attorney said that it is. Mama has been getting all her "important" information organized so it will be easy to locate and getting everything in order. (shudder) The attorney is a friend of Don's in Noble, OK and Mama really liked her. I always appreciate professionals who are nice to my mom. This picture was taken of Mama Trudy with granddaughter Leslie (my oldest), and great-grandchildren (Leslie's prodigy) last May. Mama Trudy will be 90 on June 26.Don and I both talked to daughters while we were outside the park today. It's always wonderful to hear their voices. Stephanie & Rick are talking about flying out to see us for a long weekend soon, so we've got our fingers crossed that this happens. Rick LOVES to play golf, so the odds are in our favor.
We went to Target today to get birthday cards for two granddaughters, Lydia and Kristina. Lydia will be 10 and Kristina will be 17. My how time flies.
While we were in Casa Grande, Don took me to a really neat restaurant, BeDillon's Cactus Garden & Museum, 800 N. Park Ave., Casa Grande, AZ just off Florence Ave to the right. There's a museum out back by the patio & garden. A dead Saguaro cactus stands by the entrance to the porch. 
This is part of the front lawn at BeDillon's. Don's stomach is growling so I'll take more pictures after lunch.
Works for us. 
It also comes with broccoli cheese soup with bacon bits and was deeelicioso. Actual, the soup came first. The entire meal was very, very tasty.
Taylor, our waitress. They always smile when they bring you the check. She really was a sweetie.
Afterward, we asked about the museum. The owner came out back and unlocked it for us, stating that the roof had leaked and it needed airing out anyway. It was actually a couple of rooms with all kind of all things. I will just let the pictures speak for themselves. We looked around as long as we could until the musty smell forced us to go outside in the fresh air. The first thing I saw was this organ. Hardly anything in this "museum" is labeled or explained. This place would be a historians dream (or nightmare). 
There were two of the old indian drums hanging from the ceiling. From what tribe? Someone somewhere knows.If these artifacts could talk... then we'd know where they came from. 
Stating the obvious: a really old typewriter.
Stating the obvious: a really old typewriter.
Really old kitchen utensils. I would say that is a potato masher on the left.
Really old barbed wire.
O groovey ... a label. The label says that a hunter came upon two buck deer who had been fighting but their horns became entangled. When the hunter found them one of the buck was already dead and the hunter had to shoot the other one. Even with both animals dead, he could not unlock the horns so he had to cut the horns off. Horns are still locked. 
Really old rifles. One really, really old.
Really old arrowheads. Hmmm... guess there are no new arrowheads. 
Well, I don't want to insult this wild hog and say he's really old, but I can safely say he's really ugly and mean looking. I wonder if this is a razorback hog are just a wild hog? Is there a difference?
You can't tell from this picture, but this is a really small coyote. Kind of cute. He could be a fox. Has a very bushy tail.
Here kitty, kitty, kitty. If I were a betting person, my money would be on the "cat"... not the "dog." 
I declare, this is the strangest collection of stuff I've seen in a long time. We have here a really old camera. Not that old, I guess. I think I remember camera's looking like this in my lifetime. OK, it's really old. 
Click on this picture and on the larger picture you can read "saw tooth shark" written in red on whatever this is. 
OK, we've got to get outside. Back in the garden patio area, this is a Boojoom tree. The owner spelled it this way, but the website spells it Boojum. He said it is actually a tree and is found only in Mexico. There were two in this garden. He said he had three of them but one of them died. It was over 200 years old. They grow an inch a year so this one is over 100 years old. And they have sharp thorns. 
Here's a close-up of the trunk and how strange the branches look growing our to the trunk. Interesting. 
Not being from the desert, all of the different cactii really fascinate me. 
"The kiss of the sun for pardon. The song of the birds for mirth. One is nearer to God's heart in a garden, than anywhere else on earth." 
A hitching post.
Really old barbed wire.O groovey ... a label. The label says that a hunter came upon two buck deer who had been fighting but their horns became entangled. When the hunter found them one of the buck was already dead and the hunter had to shoot the other one. Even with both animals dead, he could not unlock the horns so he had to cut the horns off. Horns are still locked. Really old rifles. One really, really old. Really old arrowheads. Hmmm... guess there are no new arrowheads. Well, I don't want to insult this wild hog and say he's really old, but I can safely say he's really ugly and mean looking. I wonder if this is a razorback hog are just a wild hog? Is there a difference? You can't tell from this picture, but this is a really small coyote. Kind of cute. He could be a fox. Has a very bushy tail. Here kitty, kitty, kitty. If I were a betting person, my money would be on the "cat"... not the "dog." I declare, this is the strangest collection of stuff I've seen in a long time. We have here a really old camera. Not that old, I guess. I think I remember camera's looking like this in my lifetime. OK, it's really old. Click on this picture and on the larger picture you can read "saw tooth shark" written in red on whatever this is. OK, we've got to get outside. Back in the garden patio area, this is a Boojoom tree. The owner spelled it this way, but the website spells it Boojum. He said it is actually a tree and is found only in Mexico. There were two in this garden. He said he had three of them but one of them died. It was over 200 years old. They grow an inch a year so this one is over 100 years old. And they have sharp thorns. Here's a close-up of the trunk and how strange the branches look growing our to the trunk. Interesting. Not being from the desert, all of the different cactii really fascinate me. "The kiss of the sun for pardon. The song of the birds for mirth. One is nearer to God's heart in a garden, than anywhere else on earth." A hitching post.
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