The wind is kicking up. Dang it. I hate it when it blows this
time of year and sends all the colorful leaves to the ground. Last year the
cottonwoods were a dull brown, this year they're brilliant golden. Does anybody know why that
is? The severity of frost I suppose.
Callie is home until the end of the year trying out her new
yoga certification with mindbodydancer. She is teaching dance and yoga in our
closest city of Idaho Falls. Oh, what fun it is to take class from her! And
afterwards we wander around the old downtown trying out coffee houses for lunch.
It’s quiet today and I’m deep into year-end bookwork. Cattle prices are sky high, so figuring out how to make timely investments into the ranch now is imperative. We save on taxes plus enjoy improvements which will get us through the inevitable lean years ahead.
Halloween was always a fun time of year when we were raising our kids. I still have several boxes of costume paraphernalia that I’m saving for grandkids someday. I envision my kids loading up the car to go rummage through Gramma’s treasure box before the big night. Anna was always a princess, Seth something more heinous, and Callie something different every year. She's conjuring up a scarecrow costume to attend an early Halloween party tonight. She already knew what she wanted to be and then saw a straw hat lying in the median on the way home from town!
I dug out the witch I made back when the kids were tiny. It’s on black poster paper mounted on a big orange moon. It’s torn in a couple of places and the back is plastered with old masking tape but it still makes late October feel like late October.
I dug out the witch I made back when the kids were tiny. It’s on black poster paper mounted on a big orange moon. It’s torn in a couple of places and the back is plastered with old masking tape but it still makes late October feel like late October.
as sinister as ever |
go away wind |
pretty excited about their new field |