
When Morgan was little, she didn't have friends that lived nearby, so she had to create her own little play world with dolls, popples, mickey mouse, and kitty-cats. She truly could enjoy herself even if she had to do all the playing and talking herself.
Now she has other people to love and care for.
But of course, she still has her cats.Last week, Zack brought me a robin's nest. The poor robin had built her nest in the engine area of the tractor that got was stuck in the mud. They discovered the nest and of course the robin couldn't stay there so she flew away and lost her eggs. Now I have them. I put the nest on a bush so it would look more natural and then I took the picture. 
Yesterday we went to cave falls for a little Yellowstone experience. We had fun and the river was so full - I've never seen it that high. It was very misty and cool.
Seth taking in the Fall river view.
A good shot of the falls.
Seth and Zack at the lookover.
Skipping rocks across the river.
Some of the Flora and Fauna of the area.

Yesterday we went to cave falls for a little Yellowstone experience. We had fun and the river was so full - I've never seen it that high. It was very misty and cool.
Seth taking in the Fall river view.
A good shot of the falls.
Seth and Zack at the lookover.
Skipping rocks across the river.
Some of the Flora and Fauna of the area. This is Arrowleaf Balsam Root
A rockchuck that Zack spotted. This little guy had two friends with him.
I believe this was a Common Camas. This is as close as we got because they grow in wet meadows. This species is sometimes so frequent as to color entire meadows blue-violet.
Like this. Indians pit-roasted the bland bulbs with other leaves, and also boiled them, which yielded a good syrup. from the Field Guide to North American Wildflowers.

A rockchuck that Zack spotted. This little guy had two friends with him.
I believe this was a Common Camas. This is as close as we got because they grow in wet meadows. This species is sometimes so frequent as to color entire meadows blue-violet.
Like this. Indians pit-roasted the bland bulbs with other leaves, and also boiled them, which yielded a good syrup. from the Field Guide to North American Wildflowers.

















I don't know what these two were doing, but I do know that it was at a bonfire and we were using the longest marshmallow roasters I've ever seen. I will have to post a picture of them some other time. I'm thinking this was summer of 1994.





