Today is my mother’s birthday–I won’t tell how old she is, as she’s still pretty strong. My brother, Jerry, is celebrating today, too. He’s a couple of years younger than I am, so I’m not telling his age, either. Yes, their birthdays are on the same day–and here’s the kicker: Dad and I shared June 10 as well. Sisters Sally and Pam, May 21 and January 18 respectively, have birthdays-at-large. Sally was supposed to be visiting now, but the weather is too dicey. Wish you could have made it, Sis.
The snow is still deep, but the horses don’t seem to mind. They run around in the shin-deep stuff like they were on bare ground. They’re always happy to come in around sundown, though–often have icicles hanging from their manes and forelocks. Always ready to have supper and snug in for the night in their stalls.
Sadie and Bear are still confounded by the snow. You can almost hear them thinking, “What IS this stuff????” Arizona dogs, alas.
Flannery and Logan are waiting for me in fictional Stillwater Springs, Montana. Best get saddled up and on the trail.
Make it a good day.