It would seem that the ballots are being cast; next Saturday we shall have two board members elected for a four year term. One person is running for re-election, and two people are running for the first time. Three men vying for two jobs, so we shall see what the community has chosen to do quite soon. I am now officially part of the process, being a ballot counter, and let us hope we fair better than our own government did last Fall.
The ranch is alive in every way. A myriad of new summer mountain flowers are erupting everywhere. The fields in front of Grey Place are yellow, a patch near Ortega Pass is as white as if the snow were still there, and I am actually about to mow my lawn for the second time in ten days. Life is sprouting, bursting, and enjoying the warm weather.
Firewood is being gathered, nearly a third of my winter needs now on the lot, mostly cut, split and already stacked. Much is left to do, but the days are long, the sun is thorough, and life is good out on the ranch.
