No cat pictures this week, because this time it’s cows. I … don’t even know.
I’ve been heaving hoofbeats at night every once in a while, but I’d figured it was the horses until one night I heard someone moo. I mean sometimes it’s still horses, but apparently sometimes it is, also, cows.
They were still around the next morning, so I got you a picture of cow butt.
I was having a REALLY rough day Saturday, so my ‘run into town to ship a couple packages’ jaunt turned into ‘also accidentally drive to Crownpoint, do half the week’s grocery shopping, & find a really pretty canyon to almost fall into on the way home’ trip.
As you do.
(I did not, in fact, fall into the canyon, but I did climb through barbed wire twice, so there’s my store of bad ideas for the week.)
I found pretty flowers:
Also this cool plant that grew — flowers? Fruits? I do not know!
Some really excellent lichen.
Also Bones of Long-Dead Creatures in a more literal sense than usual.