Nigel and I hit the backroads near Highway 89 as a light snow started to fall. This time our adventures seem to have found us some highland ox. Two to be exact. Although one decided not to to look our way at all and so is not pictured here.
The other ox, however, watched us for awhile but then gave up and went to scratching itself on a tree stump. Guess we were not that interesting. (And are his horns supposed to do that?)
We soon moved on from the ox when he refused to even look our way again and continued on our backroad adventure. We came upon these trees, well actually I think Nigel knew about these trees and took me past them, and they were an interesting group.
They looked like skinny ents trduging their way across the field towards Saruman’s fortress. Bet that’s all you can see now that I said that, right? lol
Hmm…I feel the need to throw my Lord of the Rings dvds in the player now and watch me some ents.