We took a little afternoon picture taking escapade this afternoon. You see, I had spent a few hours of turmoil reteaching someone the skill of regrouping in subtraction (aka. Borrowing). It was tumultuous. It was painful. It was hellish. We needed to leave the house and run like Fraulein Maria into the mountains. We didn’t do exactly that. We drove about 10 minutes from the house to where we could get the best view possible with the shortest drive possible. Maybe these all look the same to you. I don’t know. But I couldn’t help myself. Don’t recollect if I’ve ever mentioned before how much I love these mountains? (As usual, cook to enlarge) <— Oh dear… did I just type that. In the spirit of "keepin' it real" I won't change it but… man, that's troubling. Thanks for alerting me to it Dave! That would be CLICK to enlarge. **sigh**
There were so many pretty horses along our drive and I really wanted to stop and pet them and take their pictures. I saw two little girls petting horses and their Mom’s car parked nearby. Humph. They got let out but I didn’t. This is the closest thing I got to a picture of a horse today:
Oh, yes. That’s just what I was hoping for. A portion of a horse butt.
And lastly I have to show you a picture of the crazy weather we had here last night. This storm moved in like a giant claw. I missed getting a picture of it but we had two separate rainbows just before this moved in.