Recent, personal, and American history

Last Thursday, the three of us plus Jackson traveled to Walla Walla, WA for a parochial high school soccer & volleyball tournament.

Two of the three games our team played were at night under lights, which was a first for Brian (his team won both of those games).

We watched a few of the girls' volleyball games, too.

The tournament was held at Walla Walla University, my mother's alma mater. In fact, I walked with her – or rather in her – down the aisle for graduation.

Hard to imagine that a year from now Brian could be a student there – if he decides what he's going to do by then. 😏

We've made this trip two other times for Brian's basketball tournaments, but didn't do any sightseeing. This time we remedied that, visiting the Ft. Walla Walla Museum on Friday,

Amazing quilt

and the Whitman Mission National Historic Site after lunch on Sabbath.

Both were well worth visiting; visually engaging, very informative, and sobering.

The trip was hard on Jackson. He can't get in or out of the car by himself, and couldn't stretch out on the back seat like he does so much of the time at home. He didn't want to eat much and had a bout of what looked like enteritis on Saturday. Leaving him behind with someone would have been hard on him, too; there was just no good option for my dear old dog. Now that we're home again, we're taking it one watchful day at a time.

I got in a lot of spinning in the car, at games, and in the hotel. I plied the lavender Shetland top sample on the way there, then started on a wild and crazy batt for another Ravelry challenge. Half of it is spun now!

That's the trip report from . . .