We actually were not angry at all. But definitely needed some food and a little leg stretch. Here, I lost my jig. Total bummer. But whatever, at least I know what a jig is.
|Super soft sun-drenched cheese.|
'Melted' sounds good when you say it like that,
|The 'uncured' wild boar sausage|
may or may not have been raw.
It was very good, nonetheless.
|At one point, Tyler counted 12 cormorants on the wire. |
I dont count these things.
|Tyler checking out the little house we deemed ours.|
It's a shack, mind you. But we realllly liked it.
|While Tyler was checking it out, I was checking out the nesting Osprey with our new binoculars that are already falling apart. They are dang big birds!|
|Back at the ranch.|