Lately an unseasonal snowbird, barely grey around the fringes, I landed in Arizona but remain a dyed-in-the-wool Montanan at heart, a mountain man of snow and sun. Here you will find proof that neither am I completely asleep nor totally awake, but always in motion. Please enjoy my various observations and commentary as I plod, plow, and ply my way through life. We are all travelers and we are all daily discovering our world and ourselves.
I took the plunge into potted planting today. A 25 pound bag of Amend potting soil, a flower pot and two plastic bottle cast offs for additional pots make up my first attempt to gain at least one thin shade of green on one of my two thumbs.
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