"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?"
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
It has been snowing on Cat Urbigkit up in Wyoming (and Peculiar on the river in Utah) but it makes the steppes green.
The puppies are bonding with the sheep, and all is right with the world.