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We drove about 60 fewer miles to get home yesterday from Boise than we did to get there. 

Highway 95 is a shorter route than the trip through Oregon and Washington, but it's a winding road. 

Yesterday that route, except for an area near Riggins, was wet with snow or drizzily rain. The roads were fine but the thought of getting out of the car was discouraging. 

Not exactly a fun day for scenic pictures. 

I managed a few through the car windows. 

Above is the Salmon River near Riggins, Idaho.  

We were able to take the dogs out and walk on dry ground in this segment of our 450-mile trip yesterday.  

The rest of the route was pretty wet from rain or snow. 

Below:  one of the rolling hills of the Palouse south of Moscow. 

It's a beautiful site to see that much green during this time of the year. 

Some nice news to ponder on a Monday morning, which suggests:  let's get to work! 

A study found that the most productive age in human life in the U.S. is 60-70 years old. The 2nd is from 70-80. The 3rd is from 50-60.

The average age of NOBEL PRIZE winners is 62.

Of CEOs of prominent companies is 63 years.

Of pastors of the 100 largest churches in the U.S. is 71.

Of the Popes is 76 years.

N.Engl.J .Med. May 8th 1986

A book review also published in N. Engl J.Med found at age 60, you reach the TOP of your potential and this continues into your 80s.

Therefore, if you are 60-70 or 70-80 you MAY have the BEST and 2nd best opportunity in your life to produce meaningful accomplishments that can leave a lasting positive legacy.

Content Courtesy of Bob Fiety.

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Does this mean that I can become a better gardener?  

Whatever the case, my garden for 2024 has begun to show some promise.

Thanks to my sister for watering the pots while I was gone.  It's for certain I'll have a bunch of geraniums and some lettuce.  The rest has yet to pop up. 

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Overall, we enjoyed a great weekend getaway.  

When we left the rental house in Boise yesterday, Annie was headed toward southeastern Idaho.  She ended up in Logan, Utah, after driving 500 miles, with some geocaching stops along the way.  

Willie and Debbie were always about an hour behind us, and they did take time in Coeur d'Alene for dinner. 

Our dogs were thrilled to arrive home.  Their behavior was exemplary throughout the weekend, which means we can plan more road trips. 

 Still, their happy moods while wandering around in their total comfort zone were immediately apparent.

We were thrilled when we drove north of Sandpoint and saw that no new snow had fallen.  The ground is hard and much of it bare, definitely a welcome sight. 

In the something lost, something gained department, I did bring home a little extra:  a slurpy head cold which could possibly be allergies from so much confinement with the dogs.

I apparently did not bring home my computer cheaters, which has meant a bit of a visual handicap this morning.

Whatever the case, it's always nice to arrive home, get resettled and move on to the next chapter. 

Happy Monday.