Slight Detour: Just a Quiet Monday

The huge moon was especially impressive yesterday morning as it descended behind Schweitzer.

It's just one of those days when "nuttin' much" is happening.

Sometimes that's kinda nice.

I guess it's a "recharge your engines" and "enjoy the quiet" type of day.

We had an action-packed weekend with alternating between going our separate ways and then coming together for some of the action.

As usual, Annie packed everything possible into her visit----, dining on Second Avenue pizza, snowboarding at Schweitzer, taking Foster for walks, watching Willie's game, eating steak while Bill, she and I watched the ZAGS game, visiting family members, snowshoeing, picking up a big package of Wood's German sausage to take back to Seattle, and, of course watching parts of Hallmark movies.

I probably missed a few things, but Annie's time-management skills are about as efficient as any I've ever seen.

While Bill was taking her back to the airport with a Cabela's stop on the way, I went to town and bought some more potting soil and seeds and did some more planting.

I'm planting a couple of packets of African daisies this year. Love them so much with their varying pastel colors.

Yesterday marked the beginning of Chapter 2 in Gardening 2020.

A marigold came up, then another and another.

So, my garden has officially begun. Plus, it has moved from the garden window to a card table next to the sliding glass door. I'll probably plant a few more trays of seeds and load up the garden window again.

For now, it's exciting to see those little baby plants begin to appear almost every hour on the hour.

I also watched the Academy Awards last night. For some reason, I found them rather boring except for Steve Martin and Chris Rock at the very beginning.

I'm sure that had I seen more movies than 1917 and Rocket Man, the program would have been more exciting.

And, this is a personal observation: when Joacquin Phoenix, in his Best Actor acceptance speech, started talking about cows being artificially inseminated and then having babies and then humans taking away their milk so the babies couldn't drink, I kinda scratched my head.

I'm sure my lack of worldly sophistication probably plays a part in my ability to understand his concerns. Or, maybe it's just that I've lived on a farm and have never seen a baby calf starve because its mother's milk was taken away for some awful human to drink.

Now, granted my dad did milk our Guernsey cows, and the baby calf was not allowed to suck off from Mom, but part of her milk supply went into a big plastic bottle with a red nipple, and the calves always did just fine with their morning and night meals and supplemental feed.

Sometimes I think people go to some rather extreme measures in thinking they can save the Earth, and, believe me, I do love this Earth.

Just my thoughts.

Anyway, I was happy that 1917 received three Oscars. Again, maybe I would have felt more emotion and enjoyment had I seen the the other winning movies.

And, so another February week begins with some writing projects to finish and the buttoning up of our tax papers so we can take them to the experts who will tell us how much we owe this year.

Lots of good basketball games this week too, including Willie's play-off game Wednesday night.

It will be interesting to see who wins the New Hampshire primary tomorrow.

In short, we're plodding on through February fairly quickly, and soon one day we'll wake up at least pretend that spring is coming.

In the meantime, I'm enjoying the relative silence of the morning.

Happy Monday.