This last Thursday was July 14, Bastille day. French Independence. Not from another country, or anything like that, but from oppressive royalty. Anyway, we went to St. Pierre de Chartreuse for fireworks. It was a small display, St. Pierre ain't exactly Paris, but we really like the town and it's close, and it was a school night for me.

So there you go. Fun was had. That day, we took a ride and met these guys.

I know these pics kinda suck, they were taken with my phone. They are pics of a cow, her calf, and daddy bull. Living here rocks. These pics are all within 20 minutes of home. Bitchen.