The Hogsty

Morning everyone . . .


61° going into the days of 90's, I think the three or maybe four times I had traveled through Thermopolis on the way to Sturgis with "friends" the stretch between Shoshoni and here was a hot sage desert, until you got into the canyon and into town.
Did you pick up a bag of Jack Rabbit Java at the Storyteller book store?

Morning. 81 degrees aready, headed into the mid-90s.

Nope, it was 5:00 pm when I stopped at Storyteller, and that's way past my coffee time.