The air was so great as I headed into the gym this morning - at least I think the air was great. I couldn't actually smell it. Care Bear had the same problem the other morning when she called me and told me, "My nose doesn't work."
DC is hard at work on his list. He doesn't take many breaks when he is on a mission. Feisty is having a good time helping Grandpa - she seems to have inherited his interest in all things yard and garden related.
She planted her own little garden all by herself - dug the holes, filled the watering can. She will be so excited when the beans start coming up.
This was the first really warm day and the babies were feeling their oats - seeing who can crawl the fastest and reach the other one first.
I just love the two little off-white daffodils among the white and purple windflowers.
DC had an unplanned break yesterday. He and his best friend from his previous job have been skiing and hiking buddies for years. Yesterday John called and asked him if he wanted to go fishing. I can count on one hand with fingers left over the number of times I can remember DC going fishing.
I had a flashback to our first date. We took a long Sunday afternoon drive - in fact it was in April 37 years ago - and had a great time getting acquainted. By the end of that ride, he had pretty much planned our summer together. He would ask me if I enjoyed a certain activity and I said, sure I do. I knew I would enjoy it with him, no matter what it was. Then he asked me if I enjoyed going fishing. I was very honest with him and said I wouldn't want to fish, but I'd love to go along for the ride with a good book!
But it hasn't happened very often. But he went yesterday - now that he can have a free fishing license. By the end of the beautiful getaway day, DC had caught 7 rainbow trout and John, who fishes regularly, had caught one. I don't know how John felt about that, but he ended up with 4 fish, because the limit was 4 and DC had to give him 3. They cleaned the fish, packed them in some of the abundance of snow, and transported them home in plastic bags.
We had a quick change of dinner plans - I'm not crazy about eating fish any more than catching them, but DC grilled them while I fixed baked potatoes and veggies. It was good - grilled trout seasoned with Mrs. Dash is good.
I'll close with this little bit of something to cheer up your day -- don't worry, I'm monitoring the situation carefully!