Gold fell from heaven, but not enough. The ground was wet only a quarter inch down, but Kadizzle sat on the porch in the fresh mountain air. Out in the fields in the valley the Elk were sharing supper with the seven horses. A mamma Elk and junior were browsing. As Kadizzle swung the binoculars around he could see another cow calf pair over on the side of the mountain.
The closed the millions of acres of National Forest. Every road, every path, has a closed sign. We tried to go out for a hike yesterday, but were stymied by the signs.
The ebike is giving Kadizzle fits. The front tire was improperly repaired by a bike outfit in Bismarck and it had a leak. Now the gear shifting mechanism has gone bonkers. Slowly the bike is eating our lunch. Kadizzle must admit he has given the poor bike a lot of abuse.
Not a cloud in the sky, the temperature is even a bit cool. With moisture in the air the day looks perfect, if they would just open up the forest.
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