Saturday Slight

About twice the size from two days ago. 

When retirees like to claim that every day is a Saturday, Border Collies would probably chime in with their perspective:   every Saturday is a work day.

Nobody forces them out the door with their lunch, wishing them a good day on the job. 

Maybe I need to start wishing them well when I open that door to the garage every morning and they beat a path to the barnyard fence to make sure Lily and Lefty are behaving.  

No paycheck.  No lunch.  No boss telling 'em what to do.  All self-imposed daily routine for BC's and they love every minute of it. 

And, when the garden hose starts squirting water, that's like recess for Border Collies. 

Twould be nice if we could all be so energetic and enthusiastic about our work every day like our lovable dogs.

This IS the seventh Saturday of the week for me, and the work schedule really fits no set time. Same is true with the play.

I guess that's the glory of retirement.  If ya wanta spend your time working and you love it, more power to you. 

My self-imposed work schedule included the usual watering AKA Border Collie recess, picking green beans and preparing them for the freezer and then tackling another segment of the fence-painting project for the summer.

Mother Nature was pretty good to us yesterday, and it didn't seem too hot while painting during the height of the afternoon.

In the midst of that project, one of Harvey's crew, same one who baled the hay, drove in to put bales in the barn.  His wife joined him a little while later, and, in no time, that stack of hay was neatly arranged down the west side of the barn. 

No worries about rain now, and my mouse de-population scheme indicated there aren't too many of the critters in the barn, or someone told them to avoid that peanut butter cuz it was bad for a mouse's health. 

Only five have shown up in the traps, so I'm figuring the hay may be safe from their tiny little teeth and those millions of turds they like to leave while chewing away at hay bales. 

The work projects today will be interrupted by a trip to the Hoot Owl this morning where I'll be visiting with Keith Lee Morris, Sandpoint High grad, Clemson professor and author of several books. 

We'll be doing some catch-up since we haven't really visited for about three years.  It's always fun to see Keith and to learn about his new writing projects.  

He's had great success as an author, and that success continues to get better for him. 

Speaking of writing projects, a huge thank you to Nancy Foster Renk who presented Bill and me with a copy of her recent release Driving Past. 

In my mind, this book serves as a bible of sorts for anyone who likes to take road trips in Bonner County.  In addition to providing carefully crafted directions to specific areas, Nancy has compiled some wonderful history about specific sites on each suggested drive. 

I'm thinking it may take a year or two to complete the routes included in this book, and that's what makes it all the more enticing.  

She is a gifted writer and historian, and, along with her team of helpers, she has put together an invaluable resource for locals and visitors alike. 

The book is available locally at book stores and, of course, the Bonner County Heritage Museum. Bill and I appreciate our copy and we both wholeheartedly recommend Nancy's tremendous labor of love.  

Speaking of Bill, he's now scurrying about to prepare for his teaching lesson today.  Once again, he'll be leading a seminar on geocaching.  So, he's has a busy Saturday.  Yes, it's work but again, for Bill, it's another labor of love. 

Guess that's enough.  Gotta do my work for this seventh Saturday of my week, which involves providing some recess for the BC's. 

Stay cool.  Have a great day.