Mancos and a weekend at a B&B

Last weekend, I made my first trip to Mesa Verde as you saw from my previous post.  It was absolutely wonderful to get out of Shiprock for a little while and have a little R&R at a little B&B outside of Mancos, Colorado.

I stayed at the FlagStone Meadows Bed and Breakfast.  

It was a few miles off of a dirt road, with beautiful scenery and about a 30 minute drive to Durango, Colorado.

Driving down the dirt-road to get to the bed and breakfast.

Ahh...the smell of clean cool fresh mountain air.

Comfy living room, which if I showed you a picture of the living room where I am living now, you would understand why I relished my stay here so very much.

(Side note: I found a black widow in my bedroom in Shiprock yesterday.  Not cool.  I was moving dirty clothes and saw a big spider.  Earlier I had killed a daddy longleg there - nothing too worrisome.  So I'm standing there with the eebie jeebies thinking hmmm...what to do - get big wad of kleenex and go for the sucker?? Then I decide to peer a little closer...and guess what I see?!  yup a nice red hourglass staring me in the face.  wtf?!  seriously.  crap.  Ok, no kleenex this time.  I thought about taking a picture, but didn't.  So I got my shoe and slammed my shoe into the spider and against the wall, pretty much with all my might.  Half the spider legs ended up on the wall, the other half on the dress and guts on my shoe.  gross.)

View of the B&B on my sad drive away.

Mr. Hummingbird.  Meet Mr. Hummingbird, he had a bad headache when this photo was taken.  You see, Mr. H was flying around, eating out of Harris' (the owner of Flagstone) feeders, getting his breakfast and minding his own business when... WHAM! out of nowhere a glass wall appeared.  Poor little fella fell to the ground with nothing more than a poof.  Lucky for Mr. H, Harris heard him hit the window and ran outside to save him.  Harris picked Mr. H up, rubbed his little chest, blew in his face a little - to wake him up.  This is when I walk downstairs and get a close up of Mr. H.  

Harris says he usually does this if he catches them right after they hit, then he puts them in a little box for a few hours and they tend to do ok.  We went to put Mr. H in a box and he started to get fiesty, so we took him outside and released him.  He rested on a tree branch for a while before flying away.

Harris says that if you catch them right away, you can wake up the birds and remind them to breathe otherwise they often die.  

Harris says he tries to help the bigger birds too, but oftentimes they break a wing or something else making them impossible to save.