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Sunday, August 21, 2011

And now, some horses

Lou took all these pictures except the very last one.  

Aren't these clouds magnificent?  The sky is like
this all the time here.


The grace and beauty of a horse is hard to
describe, but easy to see.


Horses - if God made anything more beautiful, 
he kept it for himself.  ~Author Unknown

You can see the shadow of the clouds on the hilltops.

There's Lou, opening the gate for us
on the way back from Castle Rock.

Thanks for visiting, y'all!!

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Ranch Diary

The next installment in my ranch days blogary:

This is Shadow. He knows how to relax.


I hiked up this road today.  It was so
quiet I could hear my heart beating.


The wranglers here throw these lassos
over horses so easily.  So far, I've only
managed to lasso myself.


Yesterday was tie-dye day at the ranch. There 
is something very satisfying about dying 
your own clothing.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Wyoming Day 2, including the ghost story

Photoshop users, feel free to nab these pics for your collages.  

Below are brown-eyed susans that brightened our way along our ride up to castle rock this morning.  There are many rock formations out here that attract geologists and horseman alike.  Castle rock looks a bit like a giant came along and piled stones atop each other, eventually abandoning his play for other pursuits.


Below are the front steps of our ranch house.  To answer the ghost question -- there are lots of stories about ghost sightings, rattles and creaks in this house.  And at least one person that I know of died in the house.   I don't tend to believe ghost stories -- but last year while we were staying here I woke up during the night to see the outline of a man in a hat standing at the foot of my bed.  I didn't feel afraid (as I would have guessed I might) but I sensed a curiosity from the figure, as if he was wondering about me.  After a short time the figure disappeared.


In the kitchen of the house (which is completely paneled in that lovely, thick knotty pine that was so popular in the 40's and 50's), you can still find this tin match box nailed to the wall.


My husband took this beautiful sunset photo.  There is a moment when the skies light up like this, and if you want a photo you have to catch it at once because all at once,  in less than a minute, the sun is gone and this orange glow turns to dusky purples and blues.


Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Vacation photos and journal

It's time for our annual H. F. Bar Ranch vacation in Saddlestrings, Wyoming.  Besides riding horses for 4-5 hours a day and enjoying delicious meals in the dining room, I've been spending some of my free time reading (I just finished One Day and am about to start The Blue Bistro), and journaling (see below).

 We're staying in the same farmhouse we were in last year, affectionately known as Horton House here at the ranch.  I love all the Western antiques in this house and have even managed fairly well with separate hot and cold faucets.  It's a bit of a dance, getting a handful of cold and one of warm together for a facewash.  Most times I use a washcloth.
 I love this sign. It really speaks to life at the ranch where everything slows down and we pretend we're children again, without a care in the world and someone else cooking our meals.
 The front door of our house, wtih Doc Horton's name still on it.  There are lots of ghost stories about this house, and although I saw one myself last year they seem to be quite friendly -- maybe just a bit curious, that's all.

Monday, August 8, 2011

Verizon Strike

Photo courtesy of the lakewood scoop

There's my handsome son-in-law in the blue checked shirt on the right. He's standing with his union buddies, asking for fairness in labor practices from Verizon. 

Negotiating fairly means starting with a reasonable offer, one that employee reps can work with. Nobody ever wants to go on strike--the idea brings fear into every affected home.  Verizon's outrageous initial position has pushed its workers to this brink.  The company brought unworkable demands to the table that make it impossible for workers to find a middle ground.

Today, with our economy more in trouble than ever, we need to find a way to re-build our middle class and continue protections for workers who are the backbone of our country.  Without the counterbalance of workers united in unions, the middle class will continue to wither while our economy is dominated by the rich and powerful -- leading to greater flow of income to the top of the income scale.  Every robust economy is founded on a strong middle class, and without it we will fail.   As one of the Verizon linemen said,   ""They are trying to get rid of the working class," said Bill Gebhart, a lineman who has worked for Verizon for 15 years. "They are totally annihilating it."

Saturday, August 6, 2011

This week's thimble list











I've done this before and loved it.  For the uninitiated, a thimble list is a list of easily attainable goals (the mini, more immediate version of a bucket list).  Things that will make you happy on a small scale.  You can see a blog post on it at Life Besprinkled


Here is mine for now:
Getting my art supplies and work folders off the dining table. I admire tidy.
Finishing one of the four books I've started. I crave completion.
Starting a book I'm really wild about and can't wait to turn the page. I'm keen on escapism.
Seeing a movie that makes me laugh, or wonder, or makes me forget I'm watching a movie.  Ibid.
Getting in bed at night and having enough energy to play iPad solitaire and then watch Craig Ferguson on tivo.  I'm a sucker for routine.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Morgan Library - Making a List

I finally made it to the Morgan Library lists exhibit today, perusing the wonderful display with my friend Shirley. There were many engrossing (and often amusing) inventories, and one that I especially enjoyed was The Bohemian Dinner by Charles Green Shaw.  Simply enumerating events of the evening in declarative form, he created an abstraction of his experience in list form.




Harry Bertola created the self rating chart, below, at age 15 as he struggled to assimilate in an American school after emigrating from Italy.  I found it very touching.



Whether it's the agenda for your next meeting (I love to check the items off as they are finished), a wedding program, or the Ten Commandments, you may never look at your lists the same after visiting this exhibit.