Although it was 45 degrees today there was a mighty wind blowing off a snow bank somewhere—nasty! Emmi almost needed an anchor. We had a great yoga session this morning, toward the end I did remark, “I sincerely think she (Julia, our instructor) is trying to kill us!” Julia’s yoga isn’t for the faint of heart!
Michael used the excavator to lift one of our cattle guards out of its spot so he could clean out all the mud which had washed down the driveway to fill up the cattle guard opening. He spent the rest of the day puttering in the garage—too nasty outside to do anything.
I finished another of Mom’s quilts today and got an email from Karen saying she had received her quilt up there in Wisconsin—it looks mighty good on her bed, doesn’t it! I am so glad she liked the quilting!
Jeane is coming up tomorrow to use the longarm and I made us a big pot of chicken and wild rice soup for lunch plus I have bread dough rising.
That’s about it for our day here in Montana.