fire in the sky

Maybe it's just me, but I think sunrises are the most beautiful in the fall and spring.

Then again, maybe I'm just not up early enough to see them in summer.

Whatever. These pictures are from the fall.

And I think they're purrrrr-deeee.

I hope you enjoy them, too.

procrastinating

It's been so long since I've written. It's because I'm avoiding writing more meet 'n greets. And I kind of feel like I shouldn't write about other stuff until I get going on those. So I just have written anything. It's kind of like how I clean my house. Please don't visit my house. It's dirty.

And really, I haven't done anything exciting to tell you about. I had two days off last week and I did nothing. I watched some movies. I ate. I made dinner for Lars, Amy, and Dow. I did more nothing.

Actually, that's not true. Things just haven't worked out.

At dinner, Amy and Lars said they went up to the state line to listen to the elk bugle. They said the elk were going cuh-RAY-zee! They said the elk were so close, they were actually scared!

Well, I've never heard elk bugle. That sounds like something I'd like to do. So, Dow went up to the state line to check it out. Sure enough, there were TONS of elk! And they were out in the road. Right there.

So we went up the next night.

Dow said he'd flip on the truck lights when they came down so I could get some pictures for you guys. And I thought I'd take a little video so you could hear it, too.

Except the only problem was...there were no elk.

So here's what you get.

They might have been back up in the trees somewhere. Dow whistled their call.

I heard a bull answer back off in the distance. Then a cow making her call.

And in an hour's time, that's about it.

No elk. No pictures. No video. No bugling. And yet I still managed to blog about it. Geesh.

crop circles

Back in the middle of the summer, I was laying in a hammock and I heard a very familiar sound. But this sound was NOT in the right environment. It was the deep hum of a 4-prop plane, which we hear all the time in Jax because of the Navy boys in flight school. I looked up to see where it was and then it flew between the rocks and the trees, which was pretty darn low.

I was surprised since I certainly didn't expect to see that out here, but it turns out that the C-130s practice their low flying in our area. I was told that people have even looked DOWN on the planes while hiking to the top Bubba's Hill. Pretty crazy.

So, as it turns out, there's an Air Force base in Cheyenne, which is only an hour away driving.

A few weeks ago, when Ann was here, I was asking if they liked my crop circles. You see, we were trying to get the HUGE manure pile worked down and spreading it for fertilizer on the hillside. And this gave me an idea!

Crop circles!

Low flying planes!

Military rivalry!

So I used my time wisely.

And supported my friends.

I hope you don't mind it was made out of, well, poop.

PS - I saw that Navy beat Air Force a week or so ago, so it must have worked! :)