It’s been a busy weekend up here on the prairie. In addition to the two previous posts, it seemed good to toss in a few photos to help illustrate why living in rural areas is so…charming. As I’ve said before, I don’t make this stuff up. This is just the way it happened.
First of all, this grasshopper was spotted on the front porch wandering around looking for his large back legs.
I came across this gathering of horses that looked rather suspicious. I heard one of them say, “Shhh….here comes somebody…”. Then they all looked up at me at the same time.
We have some interesting art up here in north Denton County. At least that’s what I think they call this stuff that looks intentional, but very hard to explain.
I’m constantly amazed at some of the wildlife I see in my early morning rides. This is easily the largest racoon I’ve ever seen hugging a mailbox.
Oh yeah, and for you dog people, I noticed that male dachshunds are not prone to celebrate diversity and have shunned Marcie.
Even though this Sunday afternoon is one of the hottest days of the year so far, the pre-church ride this morning was quite pleasant.
…and I know all about these things, because I was there.