"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?"
Thursday, September 24, 2009
As we left the desert allotment yesterday, this badger ran into its burrow, but stopping to have a good long look first.