Wyoming, oh Wyoming.
I haven’t totally decided whether I love Wyoming or hate it. I think I’m leaning more towards love. I thought the landscape was absolutely beautiful. Of course, the kids may have thought it was totally boring. I can see why Wyoming is ranch country. The wind gets sweeping down and not much can withstand it’s force. Perhaps though, that’s just what I see.
We saw what we thought to be snow fences, which made us think that the winters there might be intense. Though, i suppose the locals may not think it’s that bad.
The dandelions get big there.
And every so often you see a random butte (pronounced byout, not but). It just means random tall hill out of no where with sloping sides and a flat top. It’s kinda neat to see.
May God knock your socks off!