For Early Risers Who Wish That It Could Be Morning All Day
Chill’n from the daily dog-eat-dog riggers of life with a little Montana-style trampoline meditation. You can actually see the electricity (via their hair) generated from all the positive transcendental vibes.
Next up, a good old-fashioned, winner-take-all, Easter cage-match.
It helps builds character, they say.
Just when we thought it was safe to go outside and play in Montana, Mother Nature pulls us back in.
Yesterday, I stowed away the snow shovels and snowblower. Then, we went for a bike ride. As you can see in the bike photo, it is snowing in the distant mountains, beyond Flathead Lake.
Does this concern us? Of course not. We are in the valley and it is springtime!
Nevertheless, we ate more than a few snowflakes peddling home.
When the Montana spring weather is this nice, it’s hard not to skip work and school to enjoy a picnic, painting outdoors, and throwing rocks into Flathead Lake.
I guess, as grandparents, we’re a bad influence on the youth — though, to our credit, we didn’t encourage any smoking or drinking.
Just because we have to synchronize the astronomical year with the Gregorian calendar, I now (as of today) have a grandson who exceeds me in birthdays.
This is awkward, to say the least. Yet, technically, birthday-wise, Morgan is now my elder.
Whatever! He is still a punk to me.
Happy Birthday, Elder-Punk!
A beautiful spring day for the birthday of my beautiful (inside and out), forever young wife, Marlene.
I’m a lucky guy.
Preparing our grandkids for a rewarding life in the circus.
