I can’t believe it is February 1!

A lovely day here but I didn’t get much work done. I did get to town for some supplies.

At the grocery, I checked out in Rachel’s line…she is my favorite checker…20 something Blackfoot Indian. She has a wonderful warmth and charm and is always interested in what I’m buying and we talk food and recipes.

A couple of years ago, seeing me buy cinnamon sticks in the regular spice jars, she took me to the bulk bins in the natural food section and showed me all the spices and the price advantages. I had never bothered to look.

Today, the bagger person/young man got in on the food conversation. He is very knowledgeable and I let him take my stuff to the car (they always offer) so we could continue. His step-father is a wheat farmer in eastern MT. He feels as I do about the GMO stuff and having worked with it and the seed has a unique (to me) perspective. He said the stuff (gmo seed and all involved with it) is “poison” – they wore haz mat suits for planting!

He was talking as he was putting stuff in the Jeep and then he turned to me and said “Your dog is so beautiful. May I pet him?”. So, I wanted to adopt the kid/young man.

On the way home…

…a favorite group of buildings in the foreground, Big Mountain in the background – lit by sunshine!

A red, red barn in sunshine against the gray of snow in the mountains.

Flathead River from the bridge on the Somers cuttoff (Hwy 82) – another favorite view…and today no traffic so I could stop on the bridge and take this photo.

I came home feeling so good and after unloading took Bear out and we sat in the sunshine for a bit and then walked in the woods before coming in.

This morning…

It still seems like a miracle. It still fills me with Joy – that from how we started, here we are.

It is dusk. It is Friday evening. It was a good day.