From time to time, Patti and I travel to and from Phoenix, Arizona. The below photos show a very small part of Arizona State Hwy 95 as we leave Parker, Arizona, and head home to Lake Havasu City.
He we go!
After the upcoming 1st of the year, I will begin to focus on the upcoming Lake Havasu Balloon Festival.
This upcoming 2026 Havasu Balloon Festival and Fair is scheduled for January 22–25, 2026, here in Lake Havasu City, Arizona. The popular event features mass ascensions, sunrise ceremonies, glow events, food, vendors, entertainment, and even running events, all held at Lake Havasu State Park.
All of the Volunteers will be meeting on Saturday, January the 17th from 9am until 12noon.
This will be my 4th year as a volunteer for the Balloon Festival. As I have done during my three previous festivals, I will be working on the 5K/10K Saturday morning the 22nd.
It has been great fun to be a real part of one of the Lake Havasu City Annual Festivals.
We have not one, but two Guest Contributors who made this Post possible.
First is Debbie. Patti and I have an incredible neighbor named Debbie.
Second is our friend and Ally Michael with whom we have been friends for almost three decades. It was Michael, who worked as a paid Computer professional making him a legitimate, honest to goodness, Hi Tech Computer Wizard who showed me how to upload photos via our Bluetooth Protocol.
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On Christmas Day Debbie presented, not only Patti and I, but our other three neighbors (Eddie, Becki and Don) wonderful Christmas Stockings.
Quick Aside. I cannot even begin to recall when Patti and I last filled our own Christmas Stockings up in Anchorage.
Here is a photo of Patti holding our Christmas Stocking from Debbie.
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No matter how often we hear this wonderful poem, A Visit from St. Nicholas, written by Clement Clarke Moore, Patti and I always, in all ways, love it.
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'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds;
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave a lustre of midday to objects below,
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny rein-deer,
With a little old driver so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the housetop the coursers they flew
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too—
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly
That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight—
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
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We send Christmas Wishes and Holiday Blessings to one and to all with thanks for our own blessings.
Cap and Patti
Here in Lake Havasu City, on McCulloch Blvd North, close to the Library and Post Office, Wheeler Park is a very pleasant, circular Park.
In Wheeler Park, there is a very nice Civic Monument.
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Cap and Patti
We must thank and acknowledge our two Guest Contributors, Tim McBride and Ginny in Laughlin, Nevada. Without them this post would not have come to fruition.
Yesterday, Sunday, December the 21st, was the 2025 Winter Solstice.
The below writing was sent to me by one of our Guest Contributors and I wanted to share it with you!
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THE WINTER SOLSTICE..
December 21 shows up every year quietly, without lights or songs or anyone baking cookies for it. It doesn’t get an Advent calendar. No one puts it on a mug. But it might be one of my favorite days of the year anyway.
Here in Lake Havasu City, Arizona, we are privileged to have an absolutely wonderful Public Library.
In this Part 1 of our 2 Part post, we will show you some exterior photographs of our library.
Hi Black Beauty. Handicapped parking is wonderful!
