"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?"
Wednesday, March 06, 2013
A Glorious First of March
We had quite a sunset here on Friday. We get so many good ones I sometimes feel spoiled.