It’s Not All Work —Sunday, August 11, 2019

The back porch, which is really part of my kitchen is coming along nicely.  The new floor is laid, the walls painted, the trim painted and I got the door washed down.

Since this turned out so well, I’m going to start on the bathroom soon.  Maybe next week.

Maybe.

Because we finished and everything looked so nice,  Terry said, “Let’s go for a ride!”

Heck, why not!

We went to Ouray, Colorado for a ‘spin’ stopping on the way back to get a photo of a huge herd of elk.  There were around 30 head grazing in someone pasture, I only got a small portion of them in the photo.

Then another day this week, we got a phone call from some good friends, who were broke down on the Uncompahgre Plateau.

Off we went to help them.  The day was exceptionally warm (well, some people would say BLAZING HOT, but I say exceptionally warm 🙂  ).   Still stunningly beautiful.

The heady scent of sun-warmed rocks, the smell of tree needles, and the sounds of insects beating a perfect rhyme to the plateaus heartbeat—perfect.  We got them down and the repair on the truck an easy fix.

It all turned out well.

Of course, I didn’t get enough paint so there was the quick run to the hardware store and back again.

Then in the evening, as the day starts winding down, so do I and so does Terry.

We sit outside watching the afternoon sun fade and enjoying the heady scent of flowers sliding deliciously over the farm.

I truly must say: Life is Good!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

23 thoughts on “It’s Not All Work —Sunday, August 11, 2019

  1. Oh, I’m so glad you all got some down time. The first of many times. We will all understand if you take a few days off from us..Enjoy

    Katie

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  2. Your flowers, green lawn, bird feeder pictures look like paradise! How nice that you can sit down sometimes and just relax and enjoy it all. Glad you enjoyed your ride.

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  3. I know exactly what that hot rock/pine needle smell is like, and the cicadas droning their little hearts out… Today is the coldest day this year in my part of Down Under – 52°F! I’m actually wearing socks.

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