This morning, Sunday the ninth of September dawned to a 56 degree world of honks and barks.
The honks was a flock of geese that was flying over at tree top and the barking was the neighborhood dogs that got woke up. It was a good morning to hit the road.
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Saturday, June 9, 2012
We slept in today, thinking I was going to get up and mow the yard, well that didn't happen. A friend of mine told me where he thought there were some of those old wooden oil derricks. Wild horses couldn't stop me from hitting the road. I didn't find those oil derricks (Jimmy?!). We did however, run across several hundred acres of these beauties.
I am still looking for those wooden oil derricks (! anyone out there?!)
I feel there is a hidden message in this sign arrangement
Here we are at Palo Duro canyon with Wyman Meinzer at one of his workshops. Weather was not cooperating. We did a little night painting and enjoyed meeting like minded people. We always learn something new at Wyman's workshops.