No, I didn't forget. It's just been crazy around here. On our way back from Glacier, we stopped to see one of Dick's high school friends, Mary Smart, who lives in Libby, Montana. Libby is also known as the "City of Eagles" and has many beautiful metal sculptures similar to this one throughout the town.
We had fun visiting with Mary and learning how she met her husband Don. Her car broke down just outside of Libby, and while working at a local nursing home to pay for the repairs, she cared for Don's grandmother! Some things are just meant to be, aren't they?
In addition to the eagle sculptures, we saw some interesting things in and around town. As we turned up the road heading toward Libby, we noticed that the traffic was moving very, very slowly. On second look, we could see that a house was in the middle of the road! Apparently it was being moved somewhere on this particular morning and took up the entire highway. Luckily, it turned off onto a side road and its probable destination relatively quickly or we would never had made it to Libby in time for lunch or maybe even dinner!
As we headed out of town and home, these monster trucks caught our eye. Driving one of these must be an interesting challenge!
They were parked at the fairgrounds, and we had to peer through the fence to see them.
Our last stop on the way back home, not counting the two yarn shops and quilt shop, was the Turnbull National Wildlife Refuge near Cheney, Washington. We didn't get to see the promised moose, but did take a little walk in the rain. I was intrigued by this lilac bush and wondered if it had been planted recently or was the remnant of an earlier homestead.
Ever since our company left, we've spent a lot of time outside, trying to reclaim our yard from the weeds. It seems that the chilly weather did not deter them! The flowers have been very slow to bloom this year. This foxglove, however, is next to a rose bush and apparently loved the rose food. It's about 8 feet tall!
I'm also realizing that the colors in our garden reflect my preference for cetain colors in general, but then that's probably not too surprising. Isn't this a pretty columbine?
We've also been getting back to our daily walking routine. Recently the waxing moon has been very pretty, and Dick caught this photo from our bedroom window when we got home.
Speaking or routine, the dryer is buzzing impatiently, and I need to run. After that I've got to get back to work on David's snake. More on that another day.