Perfection for lunch.

I gotta tell u folks, driving along da Clearwater River in Idaho is a whole trip in itself. There was so much beauty, so much to see, and our senses were on overload. Before we left I’d plotted out our route, only knowing that I wanted to go a different way than we’d gone before. I kinda picked the Orofino route because it looked fun and interesting, but I never dreamed how beautiful it was gonna be.
As we continued alongside the Clearwater River, we saw a train trestle. Gotta have a photo of dat, right? Cuz wat if get train??!!
Musubi was content just to stay next to Try Look. He loved her.

So happy for rain tonight at sunset. Rain to cut the dust, rain the help the fire danger, rain to freshen the fields and sweeten the air. I love the rain in summer!!
Rain clouds, sunset, and Echinacea.

Wassap wit dis? Oni stay August and awreddy da trees stay changing color!! Still summah, u lolos!!

Well, it started with my lovely Joe Jorgensen myrtlewood spinning wheel, which I bought from my spinning teacher. I’d always wanted a myrtlewood wheel and she wanted to sell hers. So. It became mine.
K’den. Hope dis da lass time I gotta do dis!! Get on da kini popo, Moki!
17 July: Spinning for Tour de Fleece. Actually, I think I should call it Tour da Fleece. LOL.

Eh, who like go back to Montana? ME!!! K’den. We go!!
Last time, long time ago, we had just left the Best Western Motel in Orofino, Idaho. Best motel we’ve ever stayed at by far! I easily could’ve stayed there for days!
There is a reason why this is called the Clearwater River. I picked this route to Bozeman because I knew we’d love travelling along this route. It meant taking much longer to get there, but it would prove to be well worth the extra hours.

Ya know, Tour de Fleece was just wonderful. I did some handspinning every day, and I accomplished a lot, learned a lot, and had a lot of fun. But I also got ‘way behind on my posts, and I really didn’t want that to happen. But alas, it did.
So to recap, here are some TdF photos. Then we’re on to other exciting journeys.
Yes, Kalakoa jumped onto my lap while I was spinning and her fur got caught in the twist of the fiber! It came out easily though. Good thing!

More photos:

This is my favorite collage: On July 4th.

Love these colors!

Close-up of spun yarn.

Everything I spun during the Tour de Fleece.

My neighbor around the corner has been busy haying for the last three days. I love watching them, love the aroma of the fresh cut hay. I always love it when there are no cars behind me so that I can take photos of the whole thing.
First the hay was cut (no photo), then after a few days, it was raked into rows for drying.

After drying, it was baled up. My neighbor used to make the rectangular bales that used to be so popular. Nowadays, more and more farmers and ranchers are making these round bales.

It took a couple of days for all the hay to get baled; I wish I’d had the chance to just sit by the side of the road and watch the baler. But today I did see the bales getting loaded onto trucks. This young man was sitting in one of the trucks, waiting for a few more bales to get loaded. I bet he was using his cell phone, unlike farm boys before technology came along who probably used the time to take a nap, seeing as how they’d probably been up since before dawn doing the milking.

When I came back from town, the truck was gone, but I saw others off in the distance.

The hay got baled just it time; it was looking like rain all day long today.