A quick, overnight trip with friends to Missoula for the Michael Franti & Spearhead show.
And they FLEW us there, reducing the trip from 3.5 hours to only one.
A time and space warp as all flights seem to be? Of course.
A real treat and fun way to travel, seeing things from this different perspective? You bet.
So, just how can it be that 14 years have passed since we saw them last in the
Fox Theater in Boulder, CO? (still one of the best shows I've ever
seen, btw). Quite a difference seeing them now outdoors, in a field, under
chilly September skies. And yet, our old roommate from back then
now lives up this way and was at the show last night, too. Talk about a time and space warp.
And, let me just say for the record that life doesn't get much better than:
sitting outside Bernice's Bakery on a late September morning in the sunshine with a hot cup of tea or coffee...
and returning home with a loaf or two of Petit Outre bread (half eaten along the way)...
91 degrees F!...
just in time to see the boys come down the driveway from the school bus...
and, no matter how tired,...
to share the rest of the bread and homemade roasted tomato bisque...
She asked us to come up the road to pick her strawberries and green beans from the greenhouse while she was out of town.
We happily obliged, particularly since the u-pick farm where we used to pick every summer closed down a couple of years ago.
Just ask me to come pick berries and you'll have to twist my arm pretty hard. ; )
The following Monday C went into the hospital for his first surgery and a week in the hospital.
The day we returned home from that stay, she arrived with a big container filled with more strawberries from this beautiful garden of hers. We had them fresh on pancakes and I made the rest into freezer jam.
Very serious business I tell 'ya, this chicken showing stuff. ; )
First, the chase around the yard and through the woods to catch 4 free-ranged chickens (e's hen is wily and fast!) Then, getting them to the fairgrounds Thursday afternoon, returning later that evening for a meeting, going to feed and water them everyday through the weekend, showing them on Friday, and picking them up on Sunday evening.
All this squeezed in at the tail end of C's brother's visit, the beginning of his father's visit, me working 9-10 hour days throughout the weekend, C being still very much in recovery, all of us going to see the 6th Harry Potter movie at the local theater Saturday night, and the boys' first day of school on the Monday immediately following the county fair weekend.
Oy. A little exhausting that weekend was, but much fun as well.
Really, the timing couldn't have been more perfect, though, in the fact that their grandpa arrived straight off of a plane from St. Louis, driving over an hour from the airport in a rental car, arriving just in the nick of time, not 10 minutes before the showing and judging began.
Well, all this getting dressed up in black pants & white shirts (all thrifted for the occasion) made it awfully tempting to stick a couple of bow ties from the dress up box on 'em both. The birds too, for that matter.
And that judge, oh my, talk about intense!
For fear of getting a little too intense around here lately, how about an outtake from the day to lighten things up a little?