Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Here on the edge of the Red River Valley the land lays pretty flat. Our "mountain" is a large pile of gravel at the county gravel pit. The eroded sides are very steep but Scout was game to climb right up to the top. From there we could see the mosaic of the countryside around us. Immediately below us is the "lake" the gravel was dug from. That's a lone ice fishing house on the lake. The dark spots near the horizon are the pine trees at the place we call home.
Scout's clearly taking in the view. (2/6/10)