A Rare Find

Ever since we moved here, some good friends of ours have been telling us about this little out-of-the-way restaurant a little ways north of here that we should try. It’s called the Hoot Owl, and it’s at the old, historical headquarters of a ranch, kinda out in the middle of nowhere.

We finally got together and went up there and it was mighty impressive. The restaurant itself is down in this neat little canyon, and on the drive up there we checked out a couple historical landmarks, like the old Santa Fe Trail near Camp Nichols and a dig site where an entire dinosaur was found.

The restaurant itself, although only open on Fridays and Saturdays by reservation only, is a lovely little spot where ranchers (that’s about all there is in the surrounding 40 miles or so) can come together for excellent food and fellowship in historic surroundings. Not to mention, the service was impeccable. Driving up there was almost like stepping back to a simpler time, when eating out was about much more than insipidly filling your stomach.

Thanks to our friends Tom and Debbie for inviting us to eat there and the Hoot Owl for letting me borrow this picture from their web site.

It's a boy!

While Jeremy has been hunting Coues deer and coyotes, I've been busy growing a little boy. That's right, a boy. During the anatomy sonogram at around 20 weeks, we discovered we have a son. Not only that, but all his anatomy is developing right on schedule. It took about 40 minutes to take all the measurements necessary to assure that he is healthy and it was truly amazing to spend that time in his world. He was almost constantly moving his arms and legs, rolling around and opening and closing his mouth. He wasn't a big fan of his face photographed, but we managed to get a few shots.

This is a profile of his head and upper torso and his mouth is open!

This one is in 3D.