Rescue Me

If you don’t have time to rescue a grasshopper from drowning, you’re moving too fast.

Rescue me: I did.

Some days I travel too fast. This particular day, when I saw the grasshopper stranded on the stock tank drain, I rendered assistance. I’m cheered to know she’s back out on the eastern Wyoming desert among the hot wind and dry grass.

Winter will halt her song soon enough. It’s a better way to go than drowning in the desert.

More on what it’s like to get water from a wind mill right here.


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4 years ago

I’d love to see this scene in a movie where the long distance cowboy is riding along on a mule with his pack animal next to him. The wind is a cold one. He is bundled up against the stiff unpleasant breeze. You can tell he’s been out for sometime. He is all alone with only his mules under him. He comes riding by a stock tank. See the stranded grasshopper out of the corner of his eye as he passes by. He slows his riding mount and does a double take. Seeing the problem he yells “Hoa” to his mules dismounts and rescues the grass hopper from its plight. Then he swings back up in to the saddle and continues on.

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