Friday March 13 2007

View of Fremont Lake

Another Friday the 13th. Isn't that two in a row? This is my 800th blog post. I probably could have written a book with all these paragraphs.

Very early Thursday morning there was a house fire downtown and a man in the house died of smoke inhalation. http://www.pinedaleonline.com/news/2009/03/HouseFire.htm I didn't know it at first, but he is the step son of one of my artist friends. My most sincere sympathy goes to Glenn and Josie for their loss.

Sherene sent me a nice family letter with a picture of her two boys. They are sure nice looking kids. They live in Texas. Also in the mail I got a letter saying I'd been chosen for jury duty. Not sure what to do about that but I better call someone and see. Today I'll get the bills paid using online banking. Joe went to breakfast today. The group goes every Friday. He must enjoy it as he always goes. A little before 11 a.m. I showed up at the church to help them with the dinner for a lady's funeral. I didn't go to the funeral because I didn't know her. People brought the food and we set it up and cleaned up later. Got to eat some lunch too and it was very good. It was nice to visit again with the members who came to help.

After that I took my down coat down to the quilt shop to have the zipper put in. I drove on Lake Street to look at the deer again and there were a lot of them. Many were laid down in the willows and it is really pretty to see them that way, but it doesn't make good photos because of all the willow branches in front of them. One of the ladies helping with the funeral dinner said they had a big bull moose staying in a yard or field near their house right now. I should go look for it for a photo.

This evening Joe asked if I'd like to go to Lakeside Lodge for dinner, so I said sure! We had rib steaks and they were wonderful, the whole dinner was especially nice. We went up there at 5 p.m. so there was plenty of daylight to enjoy the scenery out over the frozen lake.

WHY I LOVE WYOMING
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When it's Springtime in Wyoming
And the gentle breezes blow
At about seventy miles per hour
And it's fifty two below
You can tell you're in Wyoming
Cuz the snow's up to your butt
And you take a breath of Springtime air
And your nose holes both freeze shut.
The weather here is wonderful
So I guess I'll hang around.
I could never leave Wyoming
Cuz my feet are frozen to the ground.