So, I bet you didn't know that Winnemucca has more than kitschy little casinos and western-wear stores...it also has some beautiful scenery! The second night I was there, we were lucky enough to get a lovely amount of snow, which promptly melted from Gayle's yard, but stayed around up in Water Canyon (I think that was the name, anyway) where we got to enjoy it the next day!
Who knew Nevada could be so pretty? Well, perhaps everyone else knew, but it had never occurred to me.
We took these pictures on Friday afternoon, after having some wonderful shopping adventures in downtown Winnemucca, including a trip to the Poke 'n' Peek...or was it the Pick 'n' Poke...hmm...well, All I know is, Gayle calls it "The Poke," and it's the thrift store that benefits the local hospital, as far as I could tell.
The highlight of our trip to The Poke was my purchase of a beautiful 10'' cast iron skillet for $5! No rust, no gunk, no dents. Gayle is a cast iron expert, so when we got home, she helped me clean it and season it, and now I have my very own cast iron skillet and I know how to use it and care for it! I feel like I'm finally a grown-up cook!
We also visited a strange little store that was something between an antique store, a gift shop and a garage sale, where I bought Little C an apron of her very own, with hearts and valentine envelopes all over it. She has been coveting my apron with the cherries on it, which I always wear when I cook, so I decided she needed an apron of her own. She has been here twice since I gave it to her, and each time she comes, she puts it on right away and wears it until it's time to go!
I also found a cool old novel about "motor girls" that I plan to use for collages, and a sweet little wooden bird to match one that Gayle has. I looked through the books in hopes of finding something knitting related, but had no luck. That's one thing Winnemucca is missing--a yarn store. However, the cool coffee shop, an artsy gift shop (where Gayle and I squealed and squealed over the abundance of bird imagery), and beautiful mountains somewhat make up for the absence of good yarn.