|Soaking up the sunshine.|
Fires, droughts, floods, and blizzards here are epic. But on this Sunday drive, it was all golden tallgrass prairie and the horses are fat & warm. This is the kind of view that could make a settler pick this as a home, no matter what the oldtimers say about the eleven months yet to come.
Right on my annual schedule I turn to my husband and say, "I'd love to live here someday." He nods and ignores me. He might be thinking about the price of land...and the price of snowcats, shotguns, rattlesnake antivenin, and the tanning bed I'd need to treat my Seasonal Affective Disorder each winter.
Or maybe he's thinking about what my mood might be like after the freezing wind howls through the endless winter nights for a few weeks in a row as we're trapped inside our home, possibly without power, or worse, without an Internet connection.
No matter, it's autumn, and a girl can dream.