Lots of rain overnight with snow on the foothills and mountains surrounding us. Our temps haven’t been above 40 degrees today—we’ve had a fire in the wood burning stove all day. Not totally unusual for September but certainly not the norm—we will take the moisture, every little drop.
Cousin Pat left on Saturday morning. The cowboy and I have enjoyed a couple quiet days at home—he has been painting and I’ve been quilting. We’ve taken walks every day and I’ve practiced some yoga, Emmi has chased her new ball all over the yard—here she is with the old, almost destroyed ball.
Like Al and Kelly, we are starting to plan our migration. I have a girlfriend trip on the horizon and a yucky medical procedure coming up—once those things are behind us, the packing will commence.
Life is good!
Saw lots of snow being dumped on Billings on the radar screen yesterday and wondered how much you guys got - it sure is pretty on those mountains. Can't believe it's already time to head south!
ReplyDeleteAlways a fun time of year when travel plans are afoot Too hot for me here and too cold for me where you are so for sure it's time to head for the great American Southwest again.
ReplyDeleteI thought your mountain scene was Mikes painting! !
ReplyDeleteI thought your mountain scene was Mikes painting! !
ReplyDeleteYour final photo is beautiful:) Happy packing! Good luck with your procedure:)
ReplyDeleteYour final photo is beautiful:) Happy packing! Good luck with your procedure:)
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