The unpacking is coming along. I can see the floor and counter tops now. It’s been hard trying to figure out where to put the stuff that was in all our out-buildings on the Star. Our garage stinks like horse tack and dog food. I still haven’t figured out how to work the house thermostat (our my own body’s thermostat either). I’m freezing one minute and the next I’m sweating.
Unfortunately, one of the dogs has already been run over. Star got out of her collar and was run over when chasing cars the other night.

This shot was taken from our front porch. We were a little sad that it was Stake Conference (only 35 minutes away) this week so we couldn’t walk to church.


Our “sub division”. The kids all ride their bikes and play on this gravel road in front of the houses.

The view out back. Mijken, I was sad I didn’t have my camera with me when I walked the boys to the bus stop this morning. I would have had the perfect header shot with the sun rise (what we can see of the sun rise) and the fog in the trees.

The great room. It just needs a great couch.


The front room.

The master.

The boys’ and Dallie’s rooms. Riggin is asleep, but his room is the same as these.
