1.  M. C. has all of the photos from 2012 up again!  Well, there’s a few exceptions I have to figure out, but it’s MOSTLY finished!  ;-)

2.  The other night, former employees of Girl Scout National Center West met and shared supper with our former boss.  There’s a few more miles under our belts, but our smiles haven’t dimmed!

Girl Scouts

3.  I wrote this dedication on my facebook page… but I felt like I should share it here.  Rest in peace, Dr. Strausner

This man made a difference in my life and in my mother’s. Mom worked for Dr. Strausner as a secretary in Student Personnel where he was a counselor. As as kid, I babysat his girls, sold him Girl Scout cookies, and cried on his shoulder when my dad fought and lost to cancer. When he became president of CC, mom went back to work for him as his secretary once again. He championed me through arguments with UW over transfer of credits, and there was no better man to have on your side than Dr. Strausner. He was always cheerful and inquisitive of my new life on a ranch near Ten Sleep. He watched my children grow and was happy to see my daughter get her 4 year degree on the CC campus. Finally, he gave my mother’s eulogy. It wasn’t easy for him, I’m sure. He had humble beginnings, but oh, my, how far you came! And, more importantly, how far you helped others go! Peace to you, Marcia, and your girls and their families.




Yes.  I think I made up my mind.

This goofball… zoomie looney… L.S…. Ellis… aka Little S*&^…

This ornery, toe-biting, apple and tomato eating, tough acting little pup has a name.


Rimrock Sweetgrass Edensfire.

Call name, “Eden”


An “E” name… she’s Elsa’s brother’s grandaughter… it’s a tip of the hat to Elsa…

Rimrock, well, that’s me, or rather my “kennel” name.  All the pups I’ve had here have Rimrock in their names…

Sweetgrass.  Kris, when you suggested that, I *knew* I had to have it in her registered name, at least!  Daniel mentioned once I could call her Sweet… though, she hasn’t progressed from ornery to sweet YET!  If she gets any temperament from Elsa, she will, but it’s hard to call her sweet when she biting your toes!  Plus, it’s SWEETGRASS.  One of my favorite scents of all time.  It’s sacred to Indians.  A smudge of sweetgrass refreshes and blesses…  I have it stuck in drawers and closets and pull it out and smudge my house every once in a while!  I hope she becomes a blessing to our place, she definitely is a refreshing change of pace!

Edensfire.  Obviously, I made that up.  I can.  ;-)  Fire, because fire is in Lucas’ and Dally’s names.  What does it mean to me?  Home.  Friends.  Great memories.  Companionship.  Warmth.  Security.  It’s tradition, I guess, but I *had* to have fire in her name.  She is a spitfire, but couldn’t name my dog, Spit.  I decided just to add it on!  I debated.  Uhlti (council fire), Tulli (fire, warrior depending on spelling and language), were great, but I couldn’t decide… they’re difficult words for people to remember, and is it Tooley or Tully, and Ooolty or Ulty?  Plus, would I yell Tooley when I meant Dally?  I decided they were too similar.  Kenna, I liked… Fia was cute too…

Eden.  Somewhere I read a legend that the Garden of Eden had red dirt.  I imagine it stemmed from the origin of “Adam”, which usually is loosely translated as “made from the red clay”, or “man of the red earth”.  Something along those lines.  I thought Adam was created somewhere else, but I’m no biblical scholar, and, hey, even if Eden (or Aidan) wasn’t made of Red Dirt… and the simple name means “delight”… I’ll take that too!  She is a delight!

It may turn out to be a new start for Rimrock English Shepherds… and where better to start than Eden?

Please don’t call her Edie.




Vernon puts some fall nitrogen on the fields, just like you do on your lawn… Just with bigger equipment!  I’ve been working on my studio a bit, though I feel guilty about neglecting my “real” work on the house and lawn.  I kept meaning to pull out my paintbrush and get to work on some trim… I really did…

But I dug my carrots.  I pulled the tomato buckets up.  I raked some leaves and loaded them on my hugelkultur bed.  I cut some of my scrap wood into lengths that will fit in my wood stove.  I scraped some paint off window frames.  I took the dogs for a walk.  Hey, I *did* mean to paint on my house…  and I’ll regret not doing it when the snow flies… but 77˚!  I didn’t want to stay in just one spot!

The dogs had fun!  I need to be more like them… no guilt, just enjoy the moment!

Besides, the puppies sleep so much better after a couple hours of zoooooom!