Since I didn't have any place to put these, but I thought folks might like to see them, I'm puttin' 'em here. Sorry about the quality - they were taken with a phone.
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| Paper towels and painter's tape do an excellent job of keeping the heat out of the back door area. And so chic. |
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| Our dear Oklahoma Dirt Dog, Hoopa. |
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| That's the footbridge to the big pond area. Purple painted telephone poles and scrap lumber. A little scary. |
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| The flat spot by the big pond. |
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| We inherited some lovely items. I believe that is an old iron cookstove and a toilet that has been shot at. |
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| More cottonwoods. |
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| This concrete thing is part of Old Canon City Highway (?) from the late 1800's. |
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| More cottonwoods and the rocks near the big pond. |
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| And more cottonwoods. |
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| The redneck dog pavilion. Only Bubba had the good sense to use its shade. |
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| Some state folks say this tree is about 300 years old. So it was 100 years old around 1800. How can that be? |
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| This is another very old cottonwood. |
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| Hoopa had an unexpected swim in the 2nd pond, which is not very deep at all. |
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| She is a good shaker, but not a good swimmer. |
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| And yet, she seems quite happy. |
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| That red rock formation looks a lot like some of the ones in Garden of the Gods. |
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| Look what Mikey found! He seemed a little disturbed by the falling rock thing. |
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| Not amber waves of grain - green waves of un-horse-munched grass. |
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| Giving those rocks the evil eye so that they will stay put. |
