ONLY IN WYOMING

Gallivanting down the street on a crisp, cool morning, I stumbled upon a barber shop scene that perfectly exemplifies Wyoming in the fall.



To the Bubbas, Billy Bobs and Bobbie Sues... I salute you.

Riley says: "I expected the Rocky Mountains to be a little rockier than this."

ODE TO FALL

Fall colors decorate a mountainous scene,
A setting sun’s gorgeous gleam.
Ascending through perfect pine,
Which emit a scent oh so fine.
Does a fallen tree make a sound,
When it collides on that there ground?
I slip, I stumble, I nearly fall,
Did someone just yell, cannonball?
Cutting through an open patch,
I do believe I’ve met my match.
Hidden behind that aspen tree,
Growling harshly right at me.
I mean you no harm you insane beast,
Go find yourself another bloody feast.
I stick, I move, I’m gone in a flash,
He was lucky I didn’t go Mr. T on his ass.

Riley says: "I don’t care who you are, that’s funny right there.”