The hay is in the barn. Or at least that’s what our coach says.
We’ve trained since March, we’re four days away from running a marathon and we’re ready. The hay is in the barn, he says.
Our neighbor in Arlee, a life-long ranch woman, told me once when I offered to help her with the lunch she was preparing for 30 or so people, “Oh, honey, I ‘bout got it licked!”
This is one of those things I love about Montana. The sayings. Read More »