Today was sunny and very warm - in the low 80s here at the ranch and 90 down the mountain when I went to pick up my daughter, Camille. She is spending the weekend with us so I'm very happy. Jackson is doing much better. He is almost walking normal and he is getting cabin fever. I let him out this afternoon to graze around the property while Camille and I sat on the viewing stand with our journals. Passage, our barn cat, kept jumping in my lap so it was hard to write. That was fine with me -- I was having trouble coming up with a poem for the letter "M" - I'm doing an A-Z challenge on my small stone blog (sidebar if you are interested). Some of the stones and poems flow easily, some not so much. I had the M poem written in my head laying in bed last night. But of course it was pretty much gone this morning.
We BBQed tri-tip for dinner. It's a cut that originated on the Central Coast of California where I went to university and I think its spreading around the country. It is a small roast in a triangle shape (hence the name) and I don't know what part of the the cow it comes from. I just know it was made for the BBQ. I made a big green salad with all the veggies Camille and I love (which is very colorful, we like them all), homemade rolls and baked potatoes. But the best part... dessert... rhubarb pie! I finally found it today at the store.