It is
Thursday - the second day of September and hotter than blazes again. Something over 110 in the shade. I have have donned my chauffeur's hat and collected Miss Vaterlaus from her activities at Roosevelt Elementary School. Our abode is secured and the viscous guard dog, Delta, has been fed, run and set on her watch. We are now on our way to a rendezvous with the great financial wizard, Dave Ramsey.
We are on route to our destination with only one thing on our minds - food. We are
starving! But, suddenly Miss Vaterlaus is directing my attention to a small corral near the canal, a wild area through the heart of Gilbert in that cowboy state of Arizona (they should have left it as part of the New Mexico territory, if you ask me.) I am directed to take our limousine on a retour of the area to view one more glimpse of the run down corral. And, what a marvelous sight awaits our tired eyes. Here in the midst of traffic and urban living, a corral with a milk cow, a Texas long horn steer and a buffalo. And that is not all, although the tin type above does not capture it, there are also two calves - one a buffalo and the other a Long Horn. What an endearing sight. So off we drove to have Waldo's BBQ before our class, because "beefalo" just would not have been appropriate after such a sighting. And, as on Tuesday, the class was simply magnificent. I can't wait for next week to do this again.
Thursday - the second day of September and hotter than blazes again. Something over 110 in the shade. I have have donned my chauffeur's hat and collected Miss Vaterlaus from her activities at Roosevelt Elementary School. Our abode is secured and the viscous guard dog, Delta, has been fed, run and set on her watch. We are now on our way to a rendezvous with the great financial wizard, Dave Ramsey.
We are on route to our destination with only one thing on our minds - food. We are starving! But, suddenly Miss Vaterlaus is directing my attention to a small corral near the canal, a wild area through the heart of Gilbert in that cowboy state of Arizona (they should have left it as part of the New Mexico territory, if you ask me.) I am directed to take our limousine on a retour of the area to view one more glimpse of the run down corral. And, what a marvelous sight awaits our tired eyes. Here in the midst of traffic and urban living, a corral with a milk cow, a Texas long horn steer and a buffalo. And that is not all, although the tin type above does not capture it, there are also two calves - one a buffalo and the other a Long Horn. What an endearing sight. So off we drove to have Waldo's BBQ before our class, because "beefalo" just would not have been appropriate after such a sighting. And, as on Tuesday, the class was simply magnificent. I can't wait for next week to do this again.
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