I always enjoy the area around Blackfoot and Idaho Falls.
Probably not my cup of tea as a place to retire, but a lovely place to visit.
We finished the last day’s workshop about 3:00pm and decided
to go check out Yellowstone Bear World before dinner. You drive through – with your
windows UP – and gawk at bears and deer and woodchucks and birds and wolves and
a moose… You get the idea. Admittedly cliché touristy but it was fun so don’t
judge me.
The best part was the petting zoo. The two month fawn fawned
over me.
Then, this morning as my plane waited its turn at the
runway, I happened to glance out the windows to either side. On the left, no
more than a hundred, sixty or so yards away a herd of cows was grazing, udderly
(couldn’t hep masef) unconcerned at the jet engines spooling up so close to
them. Maybe four hundred yards to the right a classic Midwest Protestant church
steeple, improbably pointy and impossibly white, poked up through the trees.
So, just before being propelled to four hundred miles per
hour, I got this little dose of country.
Cool trip.
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