We took the weekend and traveled west toward Grand Junction, Colorado, just for fun. A great brewpub in Downtown GJ, Rockslide Brewery. And outside of town is a tiny city, Fruita, that is reknown for Mike the headless Chicken. This is one of several sculptures in town, and the only one I saw that pays tribute to Mike.

Mike actually lived about two years without a head. Talk about determination.

Spring may yet be near. The crocus surprised me yesterday morning.