A little glimpse of a spring Saturday, leaves me breathless but fulfilled.
It can be hard to get out of bed for the day, but boy scouts called with soccer immediately following.
Goals were scored and the kids played very hard, ready for next weekends tournament game.
The herb bed was weeded and new markers placed.
The rabbit hutch was assembled. We took the easy way out on this one and found a great quality one on sale. We are going to use all of our wood to further refine the chicken coop and build out a pig stall!
Pork Chop (Chi Chi) is in her new home and will remain in there until we get our Mini Rex, and then she will be moved to an enclosure below.
Chopped asparagus slaw with supper.
And as we got a soaking 2 1/2 inches of rain here, B's folks were taking cover. Thankfully, the tornado touched ground again about a mile and a half from them, but the two pink heavy areas, basically flank their house...made for some tense moments! Hopefully our warm up and storms later this afternoon will be all show and no crazy! How was your Saturday?
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Sunday, April 15, 2012
Monday, August 22, 2011
Ebb and Flow of the Mountain (Colorado Chronicles)
Living in a circa 1930's log cabin for a few days amplified the splendor of mountain wind. I don't know if it was the time of year, a typical day, or if all of the currents that pour East into the plains come swirling through the Rockies in rapid succession. Whatever the cause, the weather was simply fluid. One moment it would be pristine, the next gusts of wind would usher clouds and thunder in.
Just when I would get set to hunker down and watch the storm or figure out what to do with the now indoors children, it was gone. This wasn't just a one time deal. It cycled repetitively over the time we were there.
It was like a ballroom dance in the sky moving from waltz to polka. Ebbing and flowing. Always blowing the sounds of the mountain through our lovely little cabin.
Just when I would get set to hunker down and watch the storm or figure out what to do with the now indoors children, it was gone. This wasn't just a one time deal. It cycled repetitively over the time we were there.
It was like a ballroom dance in the sky moving from waltz to polka. Ebbing and flowing. Always blowing the sounds of the mountain through our lovely little cabin.
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