Summer Saturday

Not much going on around here today—kind of quiet as all our company has left.  Makes me kind of want to load the motorhome and take off, too.  But as Michael and I were sitting down to lunch on the deck listening to our beautiful creek and the birds singing Michael asked, “what about camping is better than this?”  And he is right, our place is so private tucked back into the foothills of the mountains alongside a creek—why would we want to go anywhere else during Montana’s beautiful summer?

Michael had an appointment today with a representative of the group which holds a conservation easement on a piece of property on which we have been asked to build an access road.  Michael enjoyed talking to the guy and said he learned a lot about conservation easements with their ins and outs. 

Our walking paths were getting a little overgrown so I started up the big riding mower and took off.  On about the third pass through one of the paths trying to get the really overgrown grass tamed I inadvertently rolled the front wheel of the mower into a deep hole—stuck!  Had to wait for Michael to get home, bring the mini-excavator down the path and lift the mower out. 

Homemade pizza cooked on the grill today for lunch—YUM!