|View of the Niobrara from just above the red house|
|These cowboys need all the help they can get|
|Checking for leaks|
|Oscar and Chief, the ranch horses|
Settling in. It's going to take a little time. As much as I'd thought about it, I still find it a bit of a shock to my system. Mostly, I am disorientated by being out of touch with people. Quite a few pictures today. We have the resident horses, Oscar (he''s white) and Chief. I've also put up a shot of the handsome young cattle in the pen, and another of a mother with a tiny calf, plus a general view of the approach to the red house. Everything here still looks wintry - as you can see from the general view over the hills. The grass is all crunchy under foot, last year's flowers too. The bare trees are mainly cottonwood, I think. I will have to start studying my Grassland Plants of South Dakota and the Northen Great Plains. I can get a phone signal within 600 yards or so of the house - an am delighted with that. The picture of the rising ground marks the spot. It's a bit like the old days when we had to walk to the local phone box clutching our four pennies. Now, how many cowboys does it take to fix a leak? See pictures above. Two, I guess, with a little feller in a dark hat to read out instructions - plus an official photographer to sound knowing and helpful. Afte some grunting in the cellar, and a little cussing, and some ingenuity mingled with brute force, I now have a flush toilet. No more trips to the woods with a sharp stick (I couldn't find a spade). I also have a shower - and am properly clean, first time since 0600h last Wednesday. And I can do those dishes. I'm having trouble getting my blogs uploaded from a memory stick, so this is typeed afrsh, on the hoof - otherwise it would've been a little more detailed. But I have to rush now and see to my bread dough, which I left in a warm spot.