Good morning
A wisp of a waning moon…
A pink sunrise…
A walk with my dog…Good morning!

A wisp of a waning moon…
A pink sunrise…
A walk with my dog…Good morning!

64F, wind in the pines, burgers on the grill, Karl, Bob and I enjoying the evening.
Hard to believe that this time Thursday, it was 92F with a hot wind that felt like a blast from an oven – Karl and I did that evening’s walk at a snail’s pace…pausing in the shade nearly every 50 feet. Friday night we “trotted” around in 1/3 the time.
It will be a working weekend, making up for this week’s shortfall…some of the shortfall the Friday run for new tires. But the day was so glorious in its freedom, coolness and preparation for adventure – a working weekend is a small price to pay.
Friday evening.

Girls love their shoes and Wild Thing is no exception…4 new ones were the order of the day, this Friday.
Two of her six “shoes” are new from two years ago. The remaining four were due to be replaced a year ago. I have an upcoming trip which you all are welcome to come along on via From the Front Porch. I hate planning trips. Wild Thing will be departing some time after September 1 and no later than September 11. September 11 is the most likely, but you never know :)!
To the point…I was not risking another trip on the old tires.
Karl (see the black furry back end) and I parked behind the Kalispell Tire-Rama, hoisted Wild Thing on her own leveling jacks and let the techs from Tire-Rama mount, balance, shuffle and install, while we napped/worked respectively.
The cold front arrived the night before – the day was pleasant – and we were out and about with visions of an upcoming adventure in our heads. Just another Friday at the office.

No frost/no overnight freezing last night, but yesterday afternoon while out in the woods with Karl, it seemed like this guy or gal thought NOAA might be right.
This squirrel was furiously running to and from a pile of pinenuts – carrying the loot, one nut at a time from one end of the log to somewhere inside – all of the time keeping a wary eye on me and occasionnally stopping to chitter at me. He or she was determined not to let me get in the way of the stocking up process even though I got quite close.
I have mixed feelings about squirrels – They annoy Karl and I…dropping stuff on us, chittering, teasing and generally being noisy. But they are agile and I admire their speed and athleticism. Karl, not so much…see Dog and Squirrel , but he was some ways away, intent on some other thing of interest in the woods.
I finally got tired of teasing this squirrel with the camera and left it to finish stocking up.

Summer heat is back – Montana’s version of summer heat, anyway.
Hot enough for us.
But beautiful!
Still, a little shade is nice.

This afternoon…
It was a tough one!
Interruptions all day long!!!
Bob’s hard day.
