After a nice Thanksgiving at home, Ray and I took off this morning for Pearce, a ghost town to the North of the ranch. They have always had a festival, the day after Thanksgiving(or for as long as I have lived on the ranch), and this year it was call Heritage Days. We ran into Al and his beautiful wife, Kelly who I was happy to meet. We had attended a yoga class earlier this year in Elfrida, but I didn’t know that she was the famous Al’s wife. Of course we didn’t know Al was famous then. We visited with our friends Stan and Connie from Tucson. Stan is a writer. He authors books about lawmen of the old west and history of SE Arizona. If your reading this, Stan, thanks for the CD it’s great. Ray thinks it’s his. LOL
The tractors are always a part of any festival in rural SE Arizona.
The also had a booth there that had scarves, sweaters, etc. made from alpaca wool. The wool is very soft. These animals were very friendly.
I was fortunate to get to watch the potter from Old Pearce Pottery create a pitcher. Here she is creating the handle, the finishing touch.
Inside the Old Pearce Store there are many, many different things to look at, all of them old. Things that my Grandma used. A few I still have in my kitchen. This is a place I could spend hours looking through. Poor Ray!
The south side wall of the store is covered in bottles.
The Century plant has finally seen the end of it’s days .
Ghost Town Trail looking towards the Ch1ricahua Mtn’s.
New life starting to grow on an old cactus carcass.
Have a good night.