And all is right with the world. Mark is back at Star Mt. at least for a couple weeks. I showed up at the airport early last night to pick him up and literally there was not a single person anywhere - not behind counters, out by the runway, waiting for arrivals, nothing. That's got to be a record of some sort. And yes someone did appear to at least flag in the plane, in case you were worried. Oh little Gunnison...
First fawn sighting! Outside our bedroom as the animals congregate there from the woods. After a munch here and there off they trotted...
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| Blue Heron in our pond - a good luck charm everywhere we've lived |
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| giant size snowshoe rabbit - turns white in winter |
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| Busy hunting weasel causing havoc and alarm on our deck |
It's amazing the richness of the mountain wildlife here. A surprise around every corner.
I awoke to a cow (or more properly, a steer) in my front yard early one morning happily munching away. I remind you we have a fence (and gates) to keep the cattle out while they careen around Star Mt. for the summer/fall. We've discovered one gate can be pushed open by say a 600 lb curious beast. Took 25 minutes to successfully herd him out. It's a whole lot easier if I have other people around.
Paul, Sherry, and Katie made it in with no issues. A week of fun commences! I'll post all the doing's. I just love summer here, just wish it were longer.
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