Dear Kids,

“Spring has sprung, the grass is riz.  Wonder what that white stuff is.”  Yesterday was the first calendar day of spring, and we had a good four inches of snow.  It’s spring snow, though, and it will melt.  

We only have to look out our windows to see strange sights, but here’s something I’ve never seen before: a herd of horses chasing a herd of deer.  The local deer herd decided to hop the fence into the horse pasture behind us, where they start grazing.  The horses were at the other end of the field, but when they saw the deer they took off in a group together to chase them away.  The deer scattered in every direction, leaping the fence wherever they were, and one little fawn took off the wrong way up Hilltop road, and had to find his way back later.  I’m always amazed at our wildlife.  One night last week Scout showed up at our kitchen door with a raccoon.  Dad let Scout in, but not the raccoon, who probably wanted to check out the wonders of our house and maybe have some cat food.

Next Sunday, the 28th, will be our super Sunday potluck, and we’ll be at Tom’s house this time.  Bring whatever food you want and be there at 3.  Knowing Tom, he’ll probably smoke some kind of meat and it will be delicious.  Everything else will be delicious, too.  Be there or be square!

Medical news:  Jeanne got the results from her cancer biopsy and the report was very good–there was no spreading to the lymph nodes and she had clear margins. (That’s what you want–no cancer cells creeping out and away.)  I know the Lord has heard our prayers this time.  Other news:  Dad took the stitches out of my toe stub and it looks fine.  Well, it looks weird, but I could probably wear sandals and nobody would look down and count my toes.  I’m really glad I had it done, and I can wear real shoes now.  Here’s something that’s maybe not so good: I went for my first hike since my hip replacement, and my hip started hurting again.  It felt exactly like two years ago at Bear Lake, when a short hike there set off my troubles.  I hope nothing’s wrong, but if there is, I’m sure it can be fixed.

Conference weekend is coming up, and I’m planning to have the Saturday night soup and salad get-together at our house.  That will be April 3.  We’ll eat at 5 pm and then watch the broadcast at 6.  It will be wild and crazy like always, but I’m sure we’ll get some good out of it.

What a family!  I love you all!  Mom