It’s 2016. I’ve been asleep for about four years on this blog and, apparently, we’ve elected a Cheeto for president.

*goes back into the cryogenic tank*


Buy Wild


Yesterday I was out snapping pictures of anything that would stand still (and a few things that wouldn’t) when I came upon this rather ironic scene. There’s just not much wildlife left to support in this small, neglected strip of land at the south end of town.

Five hours later the sky opened up and dumped three inches of snow on everything. The same location looks downright purdy now.