We spent a harried week packing up the house and ending school and jobs. The grand finale was a birthday celebrations!
Mike got to fly down from Missoula. While he arrived in Springville at about the same time as he would have by driving, with car rental and fuel prices as they are lately, it actually made flying the cheaper option. Here you see a view out toward the runway and mountains.Mike checked in on the Missoula osprey cam, and discovered that Fergus suddenly wanted to watch TV. Every time Isis or her mate would chirp or make some movement on their nest, Fergus's ears perked up, and he started making his own actions in response. He even tried climbing up to see if he could get into the nest, walking around behind the TV. "How do I get in there?"
We've been sweating this last semester with Landon and graduation (mostly based on (lack of) attendance). But he made it! He brought home his diploma on Thursday, and he walks next Tuesday.
We're sorting through clothes and other items in an attempt to get everything packed and moved downstairs and into the garage prior to the move. This includes discovering some clothing items of Hallie's that either got stored in the linen closet or in Eliza's bedroom. All of us (save for Landon) have been living out of our suitcases for the last several days. Landon has been living out of piles.
Hello, moo cow! As suddenly as they arrived, the cattle disappeared by the end of the week.
The bell with Mike's department emblem showed up this week. Imagine passing your master's culminating presentation or your dissertation defense and getting to ring out to everyone, "Hey! I made it!"
She also got to hang out with friends. Later sunsets and warm evenings make hanging out outdoors at night a delight. This is Eliza doing a handstand on an ice cream cone. Why? Why not?
At BUH this week, she made some floriculture projects, including this tiara.
She and Hallie spent a little time with friend Lexi and her family.
The next day, Gma M. even got into the floral crown act. Very Springtimey!
With the sink installation came the problem of old sink disposal. For some strange reason, we all basically forgot that the old sink was basically a cracked piece of ceramic and could be further broken down. Anyway, Mike thought to split the double sink into two for easier transportation, and Hallie then realized that we could just keep hammering away. So that's exactly what Mike and Eliza did. Soon what used to be a cracked sink was a pile of glass shards suitable for disposal.
Prior to Hallie and Kenyon's party at his farm in Lake Shore, we had to pay the farm a visit to scout out where we were going to set up tables and chairs. This also meant getting to see the farm in operation. Keynon raises pigs and cows for Ballerina Farms, and his extended family have pens, paddocks, and other enclosures for a menagerie of horses, goats, and birds.
Oh, and llamas. This dark one kept giving Mike the side eye and making the cutest menacing chirps. Mike took the hint and avoided getting spit at.
Eliza claims that Kai is Hallie's dog. Photos like these would suggest that the story is a bit more complex.
Fast-forward from Saturday to Sunday. What promised to be merely cloudy and perhaps drizzly weather for the party turned into a full-blown windstorm. Hallie caught this pick of Mike attempting to hang the party balloons outdoors. She commented later that he looked like Carl from the movie Up about ready to get carried off. Mike felt like it was a very unpleasant kite wrangle. Not to say he felt uplifted by the experience, but it would have only taken a few more to get him airborne.
We moved the party indoors to Kenyon's as-yet-unfinished house, next to the pig barn. One advantage of the wind: we did not smell the pigs as much as we might have otherwise. For those who have never seen pent-up swine up close, they have a pungency that's unmistakable for anything other than pig. Those in attendance at the party had the chance to see newborn piglets suckling, newborn foals hanging out with their mama mares, and other signs of spring.
But before moving back to the animals, let's get to the reason why we were at the farm: Happy Birthday, Hallie and Kenyon! While conditions were chilly, we felt the warmhearted embrace of friends and family who braved the elements to show their love. Thanks for the present of your presence!
What's a Sunday Social without a fire pit?
Eliza found this nest of gravel-colored eggs right in the middle of everything. Turns out there's a killdeer who hasn't yet learned how to hide her nest in plain sight without it getting trampled.
For context, here's the drama playing out with nest (the slightly lighter area stage right) and the angry mom chirping away furiously (upstage left near the huge dirt pile) after Mike persuaded Eliza (who wanted to incubate the eggs she found) to put them back.
Happy birthday!
OK, back to the animals.














