Beautiful, beautiful sunshine this morning and in spite of the mud we took off on a hike. When we had hiked as high as we usually go—to the irrigation ditch bank we were pleasantly surprised to see we had water in the ditch. That meant we needed to hike on over to where our main head gate is located to turn some of the water down our creek—it made for a nice, get your heart rate up hike.
While I was gone to Texas a yoga instructor suddenly appeared in our neighborhood—now remember we live 22 miles from anything—no health club, no restaurant, no gas station—you get the picture. Ebbie and her husband Keith moved to our neighborhood late last summer I think to manage the ranch which adjoins ours. Well, this winter a group of ladies got together and began having yoga classes twice weekly. When we spent 2 months in Mexico one year I went to a yoga class several times a week and loved it. Today was my first time to attend and again, I loved it!! I think part of the reason I love it is Ebbie’s house is less than a mile from ours—not 22 miles!!
I spent the rest of the day finishing up the unpacking process in the quilt studio. Done—there is even a quilt hanging over the quilt frame—un-wrinkling.
Michael brought home his new to him tractor—it was built 1958 and was purchased from a friend, Windsor, at his retirement auction. Windsor’s own Dad purchased the tractor new. I will have to post some photos although I am sure most of you will say as I did when I saw the tractor, “that thing has seen some use!!”
A beautiful, purposeful day.
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So nice to see your mountain pics again!
ReplyDeleteHow nice to have something that you enjoy so close to home for a change.
ReplyDeleteI would like to take the Gum Paste flower making for Cakes at Michaels in Airdrie but I don't want to drive 30 miles each way to do it and they only have evening classes.
When I see your pictures of your area I just want to load the horses up and go on down to do some riding. Beautiful isn't a good enough word to describe it.
Take Care
Around Dogpound North we think a tractor, or engine as my Grandpa called them, is hardly even broken in if it ain't as old as the driver. Seeing Brenda's comment all she has to say is "Go" and I will catch them up and load em!
ReplyDeleteCan't wait to see this gem of a tractor. Only a mile to yoga class, lucky you. We too drive miles for anything!! I wouldn't have it any other way!!!
ReplyDeleteNice photos from home. I look forward to the tractor photos. It's a guy thing!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful place to hike! Snow covered mts. are so pretty.
ReplyDeleteHow very neat to have a yoga instructor right next door...enjoy!
Paulette goes to morning 'yogurt' classes while we're at the Sands and she loves it too.
ReplyDeleteThey must build tractors a lot tougher than they build cars because tractors just never seem to wear out.
Hi there! Thanks for visiting my blog and leaving a comment so I could find you. What a beautiful piece of this great country you reside in. Here too... we have to drive a bit to get anywhere. It's an hour to the closest Walmart. I love living in the sticks and like Muffy says, "I wouldn't have it any other way!!!"
ReplyDeleteYou asked what version of the Bible my scripture quotes were from? It's the NIV - New International Version. I really like that version because it's so easy to read. Have fun at yoga:)