Bill and I went to the La Panza today so that he could pick up some dirt to work at home. He remembered a spot that he had worked about 5 years ago, and he figured that he could go back there and bring some buckets home to run through his gold cube while it's raining tomorrow.
On our way out, we stopped and said "Hi" to the bison that live along the Highway.
We are still in a major drought, and we are onlydue to get another 1/4" with this storm. You can see that the grass is pretty sparse around where the bison are.
The only wildflowers that were in evidence at this time were some shooting stars, and they were almost finished. It's the first time I really looked at their seed pods, and they were really interesting.
Looking really closely, the seedpods were cup- shaped and looking down into the little cups I could see the tiny seeds. They probably get dispersed by the wind or maybe the rain. They are fragile enough that it wouldn't take much to fracture them. Again, you can see how little grass
There are some Indian grinding rocks back where we went, but it was obvious that we weren't the only visitors. In the five years since we had last visited, some thoughtless dolt had actually broken off one of the rocks and taken a grinding bowl away. I'm sure it looks nice out in his landscape. (Jerk!!) And then people wonder why places get closed to the public.
On our way back to the truck we collected our own "artifacts" that folks had left behind. I took a photo of some of them. Lots of spent shotgun shells, too.
Except for the disappointment of finding damage to the grinding rocks, and having to pick up after slobs, it was a nice day.
