Well, things got a little spooky for the horses in their newly harrowed barnyard yesterday.
When I walked past with our Border Collie yard ornament which spins with the wind, the trio went wild.
First, they fled.
Then curiosity got the best of them, after I stuck the ornament in a fence post, and its wings rapidly twirled in the wind.
Tormenting them for a few minutes was probably more fun for me than for them, but nobody got hurt.
Nothing really earth-shattering occurred around here yesterday. Just putzed with projects.
Later, Bill came home, and we drove up to Moose Valley at Naples to get the bed I had purchased the day before.
Turns out loading up the latest piece of funk aka junk for the Lovestead reaped the benefits for Bill.
His friend and fellow forester Don Gunter and his wife Crystal showed up. Bill and Don hadn't seen each other for several months. Half an our or so later, they went their way, and we went ours.
What a treat it was to visit with this neat couple!
And, not once did Don tell the story about his senior English class back in 1969 turning their chairs around when their student teacher, Miss Brown, left the room, announcing that she'd better not see anyone talking when she returned.
The students complied.
I think Don has decided to let that tease go for a while. I can verify that he's told the tale a time or two over the past 50-plus years.
It's been more fun that usual running into folks like Don and Crystal because visiting one on one with friends has so limited over the past year.
And, as I look back on the past week of one birthday after another and all the gatherings we've had for birthdays and basketball, it's been more special than usual.
We ended our day, once again at Willie and Debbie's for hamburgers and Laurie's birthday cake. They have been wonderful hosts as everyone has gathering in their newly restored, spacious home.
The birthdays go on, but not so much here in Sandpoint. Tomorrow the triplets turn 19 in Plummer, and we'll, of course, remember our dad (pictured below) on his birthday April 12. This year marks 105 years since he was born.
Then, there should be a lull for a while. Annie will be back this weekend for a few days, so the company keeps on coming, and that is cool.
In the meantime, spring putzing with planting and transplanting and cleaning and painting will continue. I'm really anxious to pick out a color for the "flower" bed and to get it all spiffed up for display.
After a couple of crud days with rain and cooler weather, we have a week of sunshine coming up, which will turn grass green and cause grass to grow, and we all know what that means.
Lawnmowers R Us will kick off and keep going on a regular basis for the next four months.
So, I'm gonna enjoy a couple of days of quiet time.
Happy Thursday. Scroll down for Throwbacks below.
Above, a couple of dear family friends no longer with us: Doc Eakin and his vet assistant Helen Schmidt Poelstra doctoring a horse which had gotten into quite a fix, probably with a barbwire fence.
We all have many, many good and wonderful memories associated with both of these friends.
Below, our dad Harold Tibbs in front of the wood shed at our farm on North Boyer Road. The photo was taken when Harold retired from the City of Sandpoint.
Willie and Annie and the pups on a hike in Sherwood Forest west of Sandpoint.
Debbie and grandpuppy Todd at Ginter Wildlife Management Area. I have read that this place is now gated off because of a property dispute.
Hope the dispute gets resolved soon because the public area off Rapid Lightning Creek Road has been a popular place for horseback riding, hiking, biking, geocaching, etc. for the past several years.
If anyone has details about the dispute, please let us know.
Below: Home, taken from the Lodgepole pasture on a pretty spring day a few years ago.
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