"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, January 21, 2014
This year's raiding Cooper's-- actually a little male-- flying straight at Libby and the camera as we relocate him to the Socorro bosque and even more pigeons. He still doesn't look pleased.