It is one of those great Montana mornings, the thermometer is resting at 32 degrees, the sun is just lighting
up the sky, with a big sliver of the moon about 1/3 of the way on its trip across the sky. There is just a hint
of fog lifting off the river and the twin tips of Lolo peak are outlined nicely. The foothills are softly shadowed
and a few wispy clouds are colored a faint pinkish yellow. The cat keeps getting up on my lap to make sure
I am not paying too much attention to what I am doing instead of him, but is too busy to stay for long. I
have three bowls for my three sisters in varying stages of completion waiting in the workshop so I can play
there a little later. I have the Dana transaxle for my old lawnmower/snowplow setting on a bench to the
side of the shop with the clutch keys on order. I may even have it back together before the snow flies.
My beautiful lady is singing as she works out in our gym. It is supposed to get up to 83 degrees today, only
a 51 degree change in temperature, typical Montana day. I may have to go out and finish sighting in my
Ruger Mini 14, not a great hunting rifle, but with the sniper scope it will be a great way to get the grandson
to go gopher hunting with me, and if he comes, his dad will probably tag along. I must have done something
right sometime and I think I will just meander out and see if I can keep doing it. The ducks are just taking
off from the creek, too nice a day to just set on the water, guess I will have to go do something and hope
all of you have a wonderful day.
-- As ever, Gus-the 78 yr young apprentice carpenter