Life: Idiotropic

This is one thing that I love about my house. Each day I look out my window and see something beautiful. Every day I see windmills. Somedays we can count 29 of them. Most days we see three horses galloping back and forth in a pasture just in front of those largest windmills. Now we have our cows that hear us in the house and look up sweetly to our windows as we call to them. And today, we have hot air balloons. Four of them in a row sailed by until they were out of sight. This photo above is so typical of here. Windmills, a cow, a girl on a bicycle, and a hot air balloon. I don't think we've ever spent so much time at our windows, but here, there is always something to see.
This is the second balloon. It was low on the horizon at first, then we saw it light up and slowly rise past the windmills and out of sight.
This balloon lit up a lot. You can actually see it in this photo. The girls were supposed to be going to bed, but all three were standing in the window, still wet and naked from their bath, mesmorized by the giant balloons floating by. Arianna asked if we could to catch one and ride on it. They are actually pretty common here. I'm sure we'll all do a ride before we move.
This final balloon was blue. The girls said it was a blue princess. We saw it land. That's when the girls wanted to run out and greet it. Another day.