The view from the front door, looking northish. There are sheep in the paddock...somewhere...
Our favorite view, looking west from our doorstep. We've decided that attending the catholic church next door is a really good way to spend our time- much better than drinking beer and gambling. We sure do love god!
and looking southwest from the doorstep. I love seeing the broken down car with its smashed in windows and dented hood each day. There's a backboard next to it where I sometimes play tennis with myself. I've got to be feeling very patient though because it ends up being a bit of running after the ball when it's too wide or is lucky enough to go through one of the holes in the board. It sure is nice and high though! The other backboard in town is a couple mins walk and so I sometimes play there too. Same situation though except this time the board is too short so my balls often fly over. Very tricky this playing tennis on the proper backboard. I'm hoping that someday I'll have friends to play tennis with. I still haven't gotten Kris to play with me yet- he's too scared of losing, I reckon. He will play frisbee with me though, as long as no one sees us...hehe. He's a bit shy, ole Kris.
and looking northwest. I'll take some more pics of the mountains when the light's better and all that. This is actually my favorite view, not the silly church. This morning we awoke to a red, orange, pink and all the shades in between sunrise...mmmm now that's a good way to start the day!
The view from the front door, looking northish. There are sheep in the paddock...somewhere...
Our favorite view, looking west from our doorstep. We've decided that attending the catholic church next door is a really good way to spend our time- much better than drinking beer and gambling. We sure do love god!
and looking southwest from the doorstep. I love seeing the broken down car with its smashed in windows and dented hood each day. There's a backboard next to it where I sometimes play tennis with myself. I've got to be feeling very patient though because it ends up being a bit of running after the ball when it's too wide or is lucky enough to go through one of the holes in the board. It sure is nice and high though! The other backboard in town is a couple mins walk and so I sometimes play there too. Same situation though except this time the board is too short so my balls often fly over. Very tricky this playing tennis on the proper backboard. I'm hoping that someday I'll have friends to play tennis with. I still haven't gotten Kris to play with me yet- he's too scared of losing, I reckon. He will play frisbee with me though, as long as no one sees us...hehe. He's a bit shy, ole Kris.
and looking northwest. I'll take some more pics of the mountains when the light's better and all that. This is actually my favorite view, not the silly church. This morning we awoke to a red, orange, pink and all the shades in between sunrise...mmmm now that's a good way to start the day!
2 comments:
Careful not to step in broken glass when you're playing tennis with yourself!
We have a church right behind our house too - wow!
Looks Beautiful Julie: Wish we where their.
Dad
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