Skulls, blooms and museums…

 

Here are some shots from my recent trip to Skull Valley with Annie.

Notice the bullet hole in the forehead…all the stories I’ve read regarding how the area got its name, are pretty violent.

 

In all the times I’ve passed through here, I had never stopped at the store.  Annie and I did and what a wonderful place it was!  It’s been there since 1916 and has many of the original fixtures.  I love the Rainbo Bread sign on the screen door.

 

This is the first time that the gas station/garage was open.  I didn’t check out the gas prices though.

 

There were so many flowering trees and Forsythia blooming.  It was beautiful and I could easily call this little place home.

 

I can’t even guess how long some of these old Cottonwoods have stood like soldiers along the river bed.

 

The museum wasn’t open the day we went through. It is in the old Railroad Depot that has been restored.  I had to take my shot through a chain link fence balancing on my crutches…please be kind.

So much history and such a beautiful place. 

Since I’m not much good around the house, I’m headed this weekend to Annie’s family’s  cabin in Strawberry. We may see some snow flurries and are sure to have a fire in the fireplace!!  I’m hoping her mom’s Iris will be in bloom.