Pictures from my bedroom window.

On a nice day I can see for miles...the mountain in the distance is called Frank's. He was a guy who lived in the hills and died one day while hunting. He fell on his gun while crossing a fence...they think.

The amazing thing about living in a basin is you can see the storm rolling it.

It gets cold here...we might not have much snow, but the wind is evil which makes it bitterly cold.

On Thursday when it was frrreeezzying and windy we drove three miles away to check on some of the herd that Jo takes care of..I didn't get very many pictures because welll it was frrrreeezzzing. These are friendly yearlings.

But this one is Jo's favorite..oh yes, Jo is on staff here at CWAM, but she also trains colts.

This is Stud. He is a stud.

Danielle, Me and Jo

Sorry mom these were the only pictures I have from this week. I will do better next week!