Sure, Let’s Go

The cowboy is a touch older than me and when he decided to retire at age 62, I worked for probably another couple years before jumping on the retirement band wagon, retiring at age 54.  Twenty years ago when I married Michael and retired from working in a hospital I frequently had to pinch myself—“what, I don’t have to get up at 4am and be in the operating room by 5am?”  “what, I won’t be yelled at by an egotistical surgeon today??”  Well, that was pretty good but this retirement is just one big pinch! 

No plans today, we took a walk in the desert then I did another two miles around the park by myself.  Back at the rig Larry appeared to ask if we wanted to head “up the hill” to Yarnell—some sort of music festival, vendors, lunch??  We are game, let’s go. 

Well, the music was good but no vendors, lunch was great at the Yarnell Family Diner.  A very enjoyable time spent walking around in the little shops—any time with Larry is a guaranteed laugh a minute and the weather was perfect!  Tom is busy at the Woodcarvers gathering here at North Ranch so Sandy rode along with us.

Real tulips and some musicians with unique instruments.

Hey Jeane, maybe these are the kind of flowers we need for our Montana gardens—metal!!  At least the cold, wind and hail wouldn’t damage them!

And Jill, the pigs were still there!

The cowboy plugged the coach into solar power today for the first time—he didn’t quite have all the correct settings but it was a good trial.  Tomorrow will be better! 

Life is good!