One Last Fall Hurrah

Mural in Clarence, Iowa depicting the train business (Union Pacific in this area) and Gold Metal flour.


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Greetings and welcome to the blog.  It’s the 5th of December and 16 days away from the first day of winter.  We’ve had some amazingly warm fall weather.  With the arrival of a strong cold front it all ended last night… but not before one last hurrah – an outing with my special kitty pal – and a peaceful night’s sleep in a scenic place.

Arboretum in Clinton, Iowa

At first I was not sure where to spend the day and night.  Gas was not an issue.  Sis put so many credits on the Hy-Vee Fuel Saver account (by grocery store shopping) that 20 gallons of gas were purchased for just 20 cents.  It’s been a while since visiting the Clinton area (where highway 30 crosses the Mississippi River) so that became the destination.

A statue along Highway 30 near Malone, Iowa (just west of Clinton)  I was about that hungry at this point in time.


Once in Clinton, an early lunch was a priority.  For $10 including drink, I enjoyed an amazing Chinese meal at a little place called King Buffet restaurant.  The nondescript building didn’t do the food justice.  Every dish was wonderful   🙂  It’s definitely going to be a “must visit” when in this area!  I am leaving this place a very good review on

After that it was on to the Salvation Army and Goodwill.  Surprisingly, there were no treasures acquired … other than a set of green LED Christmas lights for the van.  I was looking for some shirts but didn’t find anything big enough; some of them were so ugly I wouldn’t wear them to a dog fight, as we say.   🙂

Playtime down by the river… That’s her in front of the picnic table.

Taking Jenny to the arboretum was enjoyable.  We went for a nice long walk and she sniffed everything…  much to the dismay of a talkative bird who apparently had a nest in one of those pine trees in that top picture.  The arboretum looked like it would be a great place to visit during warm weather with abundant plants.

The afternoon snack was a fruit salad, a cool idea from the Internet.  It was made with fresh kiwi, a banana and a can of mandarin oranges.  The snack was as tasty as it was pretty to look at.  Don’t use the canned oranges though… They are too fragile.


Supper was an old favorite Mom used to make.  Well, sort of.  I made creamed turkey over mashed potatoes.  Mom had used chicken. The meat was simmered all day in the crock pot, then removed for shredding.  The broth was thickened into a rich gravy and a bit of sour cream was added.  The macaroni and turkey meat was leftover from a dish I took to work on Sunday.  The kids wouldn’t eat it – more for the fat old guy!  The veggies were from a little microwavable steamer packet – perfect for camping.

The slough at Rock Creek Campground… What a nice view from the easy chair!

Jenny never was one for people food but she was intrigued with this plate.  I thought it was safe.  Well, after sniffing the veggies and taking a tongue swipe over the macaroni, she settled down and started eating the creamed turkey like it was her last meal.  Goofy cat.  🙂   What she wants she gets.  I rescued the potatoes underneath and had some extra meat on the side.

By this time it was dark.  I sat at the picnic table drinking a small bottle of Dr. McGillicuddy’s cherry liquor and watching the storm roll in.  The winds calmed, the lightning arrived, and then all hell broke loose.  It rained for about an hour and the thunder pounded.  Finally everything calmed down as we sat in the van watching TV.

Works good for winter colds!


Jenny and I had a great night’s sleep despite the high winds all night.  The temperature dropped 35 degrees overnight and the van rocked like a crooked cradle.  We had fun though.

We play this game with the thick flannel shirt. She hugs me and kicks with her back claws, purring the whole time. Jenny is a wild one.

Breakfast was planned to be something unusual of course.  But with 26 degrees, high winds, and such, who wants to cook?  I saved everything for later, packed up the van in a few minutes, and it was off to Burger King.  The last hurrah was Monday night.  Winter (officially or unofficially) is here.

Thanks for stopping by today!  Safe and happy travels in the coming days as we approach Christmas, Hanukkah, and all.

Brad and Jenny
Jones County, Iowa