Loving One Another

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No Joke!


It’s not a Happy April Fool’s Day!
No joke … the joke’s on me!

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Look carefully and you will see the water stain
on the bottom of the drapes
and the water mark on the carpet.
Look and see the snow drift outside the door.
There is no drain out there,
so where does the water go when it melts?
You guessed it!

We have lived in this Madison Valley, Montana home for 13 years – and this has never happened before! The owners before us lived here for 5 years and they said it never happened to them, either. This has been quite a winter! You’ve heard me complaining, haven’t you? More snow than a friend who’s been here since 1972 has ever seen!!

What does this have to do with a blog whose sub-title is “Love One Another?”

I’ll tell you… it has everything to do with people like Joe Smithson!

Joe Smithson
This delightful man is a God-send!

He came and helped me determine the extent of the damage.
He helped me understand ALL the furniture
in that downstairs bedroom has to come out
so he can come back with his rug cleaning equipment
and suck the water out and dry the carpet
and try to dry the walls where it has seeped up!

So, with my dear hubby off skiing today,
I found two other saints who came to help
move the bed, the dresser, the nightstands,
the desk, the chairs, the whole “kittenkaboodle”
out of there and into the game room
and other downstairs bedroom.
What a job!

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It’s a California King – with two top mattresses, two box springs,
a lower frame, and a headboard! Heavy stuff!
No way I coulda done it alone.

And the triple dresser is solid wood – a heavy sucker!
God bless those two friends who came to do the moving!

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And before those could be moved, another friend came
and helped me move all the “stuff”
that was on top of all that furniture.
You know, nothing is “clear” like this
under ordinary circumstances, right?

Then, to avoid the continued drain
of the melting snow into the bedroom,
another saint of a friend came
with his shovel first –
and then his snowplow.

Steve's snowblower

The snowplow did
what would have taken all day with a shovel…
and did it so much more thoroughly.

Ah, the blog subject
is “Love One Another”

– right?

There is no greater love than to
lay down your life,
pick up your shovel,
load up your snowplow,
and come to help a friend in need.
That is a friend, indeed!!

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God bless you, Steve!!

Imagine how surprised Bob
is going to be
when he gets home
from a day at Big Sky
enjoying the slopes –
a last day (or so)
with spring skiing –
and sees how much more
is cleaned up
than the beach towel
he set out there
this morning
could have done
to fix the problem!!

Go back up to that first picture. If you look carefully, you will see the green and white polka-dot towel on the other side of the glass door. (Like putting a finger in the dyke to stop it, right?) Kind of gives you a new definition of April Fool!

Ah, God love ’em… we gotta put our priorities in order, don’t we?

Who can pass up a day on the slopes?

Unless it’s a day on the river!

Spring IS coming, you know!!
(Not soon enough here)

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How has your April Fool’s Day been?

Buried


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Buried under snow
There are dormant daffodil
Waiting to emerge
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The thermometer
Finally rose a little
Will spring really come?

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Be patient, tulips
Be patient, sweet daffodil
Soon the snow will melt

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You think?

Beautiful Travel


Yes, the roads were clear

While mountains of snowy white

Invited us out.

…And then there were five


We used to have a family of six Hungarian Partridge who hung around our front yard under the evergreen trees.

In the back yard there were three. They buried themselves in the snow. I tried to show them to you through the screen of my bedroom window.

All you could make out was a couple of dark blurry bumps!

This morning I noticed only five in that family that used to be six!

This afternoon I discovered why. I think one flew into our kitchen window.

All that was left of that lovely bird was a few scattered feathers.

I hope it wasn’t our frisky Boston Terrier who devoured the rest of the bird.

I didn’t see any feather residue on her when she came back in🤪💔

TazE, did you devour our lovely partridge!?

Think I should put some decals on the windows?

It’s a Terrific Tuesday


We had to drive 100 mile+ round trip this morning to deliver the car to the auto body shop in Bozeman. Had to have it there by 8: AM.

So what makes this day terrific? We survived the trip. It was knuckle-biting because we were driving right into the rising sun. Blinded!

But, now we’re back safely and feeling extremely grateful.

On the drive home (in Bob’s pickup), I could relax and enjoy the scenery. This Haiku danced in my mind:

Marshmallow mountains

Frame a beautiful skyline

Where’re the Graham Crackers?

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Chocolate’s in the road

Where yesterday’s cattle drove

Our state’s traffic jam.

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See the cattle drive?

No, it wasn’t elephants –

Not in Montana!

Hah! The mind’s a funny thing, ain’t it? Have a Terrific Tuesday!

My Heart Aches


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My Heart Aches
and
I’m hanging it out to dry
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As the snow falls outside and rests

Heavy on the evergreen branches,

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I rest, too, heavy and troubled in
The warmth of my peaceful indoors.
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My sister’s diagnosis of
Severe dementia and apathy syndrome
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Plucks sadly at my heartstrings

And plays a mournful tune.

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My heart aches to soar

Above the clouds of sadness.

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My feet long to trek

Green paths of creation’s gladness.

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My Heart Aches
and
I’m hanging it out to dry
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Snow Piles


Montana snow piles

Are five feet tall and rising

Push them to the side

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