
(Click on the photo to enlarge it).
"Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?" Federico Calboli
4 comments:
Doesn't look like there's any room for you!
Some of us travel with our animals because, well, we live where we travel. (Or don't travel, as evidenced by the last two nights stuck near San Antonio, TX waiting for the Interstate to open. We made it to Fort Stockton and it looks like we may have to do it all over again, as a winter storm looms between us and El Paso.)
I remember hearing a talk somewhere- a zoo, maybe- about a guy who worked with vultures, or maybe it was condors- and he travelled with them. I remember thinking he probably didn't have to check the bird's food as baggage because it was, well..... carrion.
Sorry.
Dan and Margaret: You must have been snowbound too long.
my girlfriend is afraid that this is what my house looks like when she is not there. No snakes, however, are in the picture.
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