The Return

The disembodied floating head of my mother-inlaw

No, this is not The Return of Creature From The Black Lagoon – it is The Return of The Mother-in-law From Germany. Tickets are bought, travel plans are finished, reservations made for Jutta’s mid-May trip back to America. For the first time since she began visiting back in 1996, she will be traveling to the North Atlantic corner of the United States. Over the years Jutta has visited twenty-three of the fifty states primarily in the West but also some of the Southern states. This year she and I will meet up in Philadelphia and travel to St Michaels, Maryland on the Chesapeake Bay for a few days of sailing and rest while she gets over jetlag before Caroline joins us. Our road trip begins in historic Harpers Ferry, West Virginia, and takes us west to Front Royal, Virginia for the one-hundred-mile drive south on the Skyline Drive National Scenic Byway to Swannanoa, turning east to Charlottesville, VA to visit President Thomas Jefferson’s home Monticello and then on to Montpelier and President James Madison’s home before visiting Fredericksburg, Virginia.

After taking the James River Plantations Drive to visit the Berkeley and Westover Plantations we will visit Jamestowne – the Colonial National Historical Park – and then Williamsburg. A lantern tour and concert have already been booked in Williamsburg while breakfast at the Old Chickahominy House has been put into the itinerary, too. Traveling north we’ll stop at Mount Vernon for a visit to President George Washington’s home and then we have three nights booked in Washington D.C. From the nation’s capital, we drive to New  York City to visit the Empire State Building for a nighttime view of the city, and then the next day we go atop the Rockefeller Center for a daytime view. Of course, we’ll be visiting Times Square and plan for a guided bike tour of Central Park. Our last day in NYC has us taking a ferry to Ellis Island to see the Statue of Liberty.

From here we head up to Buffalo, New York, and Niagara Falls along with a short visit with my Aunt Lillian, but by now this leg of the vacation is quickly coming to an end and so we’ll point the car south driving to Lancaster, Pennsylvania to tour a small corner of Amish America before boarding our return flight to Phoenix.

Back in Arizona, we have a traditional Hindu wedding to attend for our friend Rinku and her soon-to-be husband Yagnesh. A week later a short trip to Los Angeles has us visiting the Griffith Park Observatory – James Dean has always been a favorite of my mother-in-law – and then we’ll take her to San Pedro for a fresh fish lunch at Ports O’ Call. Santa Barbara is also on the list of to-dos with a five-day visit. Under consideration but not yet confirmed is a drive to Monterey, California.

We close out this trip with a drive to the small town of Pagosa Springs, Colorado for the 4th of July with an old-fashioned downtown parade followed by a rodeo and fireworks. The next day we are booked on the Cumbres & Toltec Railroad riding the historic narrow-gauge train through the mountains amongst the wildflowers.

Following this vacation, Jutta will have visited America for a total of 336 days and seen 30 states plus the District of Columbia. She has hiked in and out of the Grand Canyon, visited Death Valley a few times, snorkeling in the Florida Keys, strolled along the Appalachian Trail, dipped her toes into the Pacific and Atlantic oceans and the Gulf of Mexico, too. Jutta has enjoyed her visits to Washington’s Olympic National Park looking at moss and mushrooms in the rain forest and then walked on the glaciers in Montana before one of her many visits to Yellowstone. We looked up to the Presidents at Mount Rushmore and she helped drive across the Great Plains. She’s eaten beignets in New Orleans and visited Elvis Presley’s home at Graceland. My mother-in-law has been on a raft on the Colorado River, a steam train in southern Colorado, a fan boat in the Everglades, and the Ferris wheel at Disneyland. So for those of you who ask, and many do, how I can spend so much time with my mother-in-law – it’s easy with someone who enjoys herself as much as she does.

Going Home to Germany

Jutta Engelhardt

My mother-in-law Jutta Engelhardt is returning to Germany today after her longest trip ever to the United States. Over the course of this visit, she rode a bicycle for the first time in almost 50 years, rode a horse for the first time ever, exercised up a storm so she could hike in and out of the Grand Canyon, visited Death Valley again, attended a few concerts, visited the Rennaisance Festival, went to Santa Barbara twice, slept in a hogan on the Navajo reservation and danced the Fire Dance, she made a Navajo rug, spun yarn, made felt at a two day workshop, attended the Hoop Dance Championship, went to a drumming class, visited Los Angeles, bottle-fed baby goats, collected chicken eggs, went to her first baseball game, posed with the mayor of Phoenix for a photo, and laughed a lot. Not bad for a 73-year-old grandma. As she’s told me, “Getting old is not for the weak.”

And It’s DONE!

Jutta Engelhardt at Tonopah Rob's Vegetable Farm in Arizona

This is Jutta’s last day at the farm after having been out here nearly 3 dozen times to commune with the chickens, help prepare things for market, enjoy many a lunch, and make friends.

Rob Lazzarotto of Tonopah Rob's Vegetable Farm in Tonopah, Arizona

This is Rob Lazzarotto who hates having his photo taken, but I just had to put this here for Jutta’s memories and to acknowledge what a great host he was. Jerry, Rob, Jutta, and I shared many bouts of laughter out on his farm which all made Jutta’s latest trip to America unforgettable.

Navajo Weaving at Fiber Factory in Mesa by Jutta Engelhardt with Caroline Wise and Mary Walker

This is Mary Walker, an expert in all things Navajo fiber culture-related, helping us remove Jutta’s rug from the loom and giving Jutta’s incredible labor a final stamp of approval noting what a great job she did on her first-ever weaving. Mary now has a shop of her own in Gallup, Weaving in Beauty, and offers Navajo Weaving classes taught by weavers on the Navajo Nation.

Navajo Weaving at Fiber Factory in Mesa by Jutta Engelhardt

Off the loom, this Navajo rug 100%-made by the hands of Jutta is now ready to be packed in a suitcase to travel back to Germany with her. Congratulations, Schwiegermutter!

Last Day of Fibers Through Time in Tucson

Caroline Wise in Tucson, Arizona at Fibers Through Time

From Caroline: Here I am, felting away on the last project, a bag. The rocking action can take quite a while until the fibers are fused together properly.

Jutta Engelhardt in Tucson, Arizona at Fibers Through Time

My mother shows off her finished objects (she might have taken the flower to our room not anticipating there would be a photo). The book cover on the left is for a folder with felting instructions. The blue/black object is her bag and the round thing in front is a wall ornament.

The workshop was a lot of fun and so was the conference. I was glad to have my mom with me because mingling with other attendees wasn’t easy for me. She also was incredibly lucky and won two (!) baskets in the raffle. I was lucky too, because of course she didn’t have much use for all the fibery things in those baskets, one was a spinner’s basket with a Ken Ledbetter drop spindle (that I still treasure) along with lots of spinning fiber, the other was a handwoven wine bottle basket (which I still own and cherish) with some items that we regifted, although I still have some of the wine glass markers that I use as stitch markers. Before we left the conference I filled out a feedback questionnaire and foolishly suggested I could help with the website of the AZ Federation of Weavers and Spinners Guilds – which I ended up doing for about 10 years.