This morning I had to take Phil to BYU--he is the ward clerk of one of the student wards--because we only have one car at the moment and I did not want to walk to Stake Conference. We can go to Stake Conference at our ward house and watch it on a big screen but I still didn't want to walk. I'm lazy that way.
So, since we had a light dusting of snow last night I decided to try for a few more pictures of the horse barn. Some of them are really blurry, they were taken from the car--I know, you'd think I could at least get out but it was COLD and it was early and I had been dragged out of bed.
Okay, I hadn't really been dragged out of bed but I had gone back to sleep after Phil woke me up and so when he was ready to leave and I wasn't downstairs with my keys jangling he came upstairs to see why. He woke me up out of a sound sleep and it felt like I was dragged out of bed. It was so warm and comfy in my bed and I was so wonderully asleep. You know how it is.
Anyway, after I jumped straight in the air and stayed suspended for a full second and then bounced off the bed, threw on some clothes and took him to BYU I decided to look for some fascinating details at the barn. Look at how the fence is held together. The man who has horses here is an interesting fellow. If it can be held together with no cost he will make it work.
I love the image of the old pipes, or maybe they are new pipes, waiting for the subdivision to begin. Note the bailing twine, holding the fence together.
A horse came out of the barn to have a look around.
But it was even too early for him so he shuffled back into the barn for a snooze.
And that was the extent of my early morning, blurry picture taking trek. I did not go back to bed when I got home either. How naughty of you to think that of me. I made spaghetti sauce and put it in a crockpot and then I got on the Internet to check out a few blogs. When I looked at the clock...well, you know how it is when you are reading blogs! Time just gets away from you. I had to really scramble to get showered and at the church house on time. When I passed the horse barn the horse was still inside, having his nap. Sensible horse.
And the spaghetti sauce was delicious. As was the chocolate cake. Mmm. Sunday dinner is not always this planned out but today's was nice. And I had time for a nap. What more could you ask of a Sunday? Good messages at church, a good dinner with people you love--even if there were just three of us--and a few blurry pictures.