Yesterday, I was complaining a bit about having to use HTML coding to give my post a hard return… meaning that if I hadn’t used the coding, there would have been no paragraph breaks visible when I published. It was a pain in the patootie typing everything and every time I hit “enter” I’d have to add < br > .
Darling Cherylcame to my rescue, via a Facebook message.
She had problems with Blogger as well and found a wonderful alternative…. Windows Live Writer. She sent me the link, I downloaded it and here I am, writing in it. Let’s hope it won’t make my computer blow up!
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In the spirit of trying to figure out a new program, I thought I’d post a couple of pictures from last weekend. We took Inigo and his best friend, Bullseye to a wildlife refuge that is near by. The snow geese are migrating. We had such a great time watching them last year that we thought we should experience it again. Who knows when we’ll have this opportunity again?
Even though we went the same weekend as last year, the geese numbers were down. Way down. The weather was a lot colder too! We were hovering in the mid 40• with a pretty brisk wind blowing. The boys really needed to bundle up.
We took our new-to-us truck that Max bought (if you’re going to live in cowboy country, you have to have a pick-up!). Since we were on dirt roads with no traffic and travelling at a mere 10 mph, we thought it was okay for the boys to sit in the very back. (Don’t hate me! We all remember doing that as kids and it was a blast!)
Bullseye was just trying to be cute. Believe me when I say he was being 100% silly for this picture!
Inigo, on the other hand, has decided that spitting is more important than being cute. (Spitting, burping, under arm farting, etc.)
(The vehicle was not moving when these pictures were taken!)
We spent a great couple hours out on this preserve! We saw a wild dog -- Max thought it was a fox, but I think it was too grey and TALL, I personally think it was a wolf – because in my thinking, all wild dogs are wolves now – but most likely it was a coyote. (It was a BIG coyote, though!)
We drove and drove out to the middle of the preserve, trying to find a new exit. At the end of the road, we found it was gated and locked and had to drive back out. While out there, we found the weirdest sight… We were literally in the middle of no where. No houses to be seen. The only road was the road we were on. It was as flat as Nebraska… and sitting there on the side of the road was a mailbox with a broken sign indicating it was a parking area. Huh?
I call it the “Lonely Mailbox”.
The boys just call it “Empty.”
A couple more pictures and we’ll end….
(and I think I’ve figured out this new program! If it publishes the way I want…. I think I owe Cheryl a big plate of cookies! Thanks Cheryl! I think this might work!!)