Rain storms came in the night and the day time on the trip. Quiet a few had hail in them, lighting and thunder too.
The faces looked like they were crying when we drove up. They look a little less sad here, though Teddy still looks a bit blue.
The Artists studio was neat. You could see mountain and the model through the window.
On our last night there we got to see some... actors walking down the street. One ran past us in a hell of a hurry. I think they were playing at showing the death of Wild bill.
Well, I'm home now and glad to be back at work, or less sad...
I'll post up in a few days the knitting that I worked on over the trip. Though since we've been back, I haven't really felt like knitting. I'm just going to have to wait for the spirit to move me again.
ps this is what the prairie should look like.