Mountain Standard Time band played. We were a little nervous that the floor would collapse with the number of people rockin on the 1860's vintage upstairs dance hall. I was hit by a lady doing an aerial dance move, lots of dope smokers, barefoot dancers and dreds. Overall a great time was had by all. We stumbled back up the mountain after midnight toast!
This little Stellar Jay had an ice blob on its lower beak. We had seeds and bread crumbs out, watched it for an hour or so, as it fed on the balcony. Eventually the ice blob disappeared.
