“What are you doing to me?” he asked the crow, tearful. Teaching you how to fly. “I can’t fly!” You’re flying right now. “I’m falling!” Every flight begins with a fall, the crow said.”
― George R.R. Martin

I’ve mentioned two of the migrating birds we have, Canada Geese and Sandhill Cranes. We have one more, the Western Crow. During the summer we have a few around, but during the winter we have dozens and dozens. In the mornings, they fly from wherever they roost for the night to wherever they want to feed for the day.

The older sister in this video looks just like Jessie and that’s exactly what she would do in a similar situation …

This is sad, but also true …

You can’t beat Mark Twain for great quotes …

Who knew there was a Groucho breed of dog …

So, so true …

For every action, there’s an equal and opposite reaction …

There’s tough and then there’s Chuck Norris tough …

I understand they’re making these caps with the bills in the front …

Where vegetables go to die …

Where else would you find potatoes? …

Add a glass of wine and we’re ready to go …

Always at hand and ready …

In our area of New Mexico, most are Denver Bronco fans and many dislike the Cowboys …

In case you don’t know, In-N-Out Burgers are popular in the West …

Some wisdom from Jeff Bridges …

Finally, how can you not be happier with this bunch in your life …

I finally got the biopsy results from the exploratory surgery done last Thursday. There was no evidence of any cancer cells. All the margins on the sample were clear.

I appreciate any and all prayers over the last week. Time to move on.