At the end of our street is a rolling meadow where elk gather. Yesterday afternoon, a large herd was enjoying a snack and paying us no mind. A woman who was lost drove up asking for directions back to the highway. Her eyes bugged and she asked, "Do you get to live with this every day?" I smiled and replied, "Yes, I'm very blessed."
Happy Holidays, Dumplings, from the heart of the Rockies!
More of our occasionally noisy neighbors.