We’ve had company at The Gables this week.
Lovely company.
A pair of friends drove out from Oregon to stay for a handful of days with us. As usual, our time with Katie and Sean has been replete with adventure, relaxation, and general gladheartedness.
Katie and I have enjoyed the sunshine while watching the boys climb the trees:
Really. They’ve been climbing the trees in the yard! Sean is an arborist. He and RW have spent the past few days trimming trees, improving windsail and dealing with our mostly dead catalpa tree. It’s quite a sight to see full grown men dangling about beneath a massive blue spruce with chainsaws slung about their waists.
Katie and I have been responsible for running a ridiculously noisy wood chipper in the back yard which has created a new source of deliciously sprucey smelling mulch for the rose garden. Hard, pioneer woman work. I tell you.
Yesterday we took ourselves out to the local mountain and spent the day skiing in and out of unpredictable Idaho weather.
It has been said:
If you don’t like the weather in Idaho, just wait a minute.
The sun shone. Black clouds drifted about. Fog descended down most of the mountain. A blizzard ensued. The sun came out again. We skied through fresh powder that felt like warm butter beneath our skis and then we did the weather all over again. Black cloud, snow, sun. Black cloud, snow, sun. It was a really wonderful day with truly wonderful friends.
I must say, I have missed you this week. I’m putting concentrated effort into catching up on email and computer correspondence today before hopping in the studio to finish up a couple of projects I started way back on Monday.
I hope your week has been lovely.
If it wasn’t, I hope you find rest in your weekend.
Love to you all and Happy Friday!
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The Noisy Plume