Collapse. That’s what we finally did about 4 this afternoon… after zinging from the opening reception of the Wyoming Grasslands exhibit into final work on our float and supper with Craig and Judy Johnson at the Red Reflet Ranch yesterday and today’s early start to get those last minute details on the float finished. We…
Just a Tease
Just a smidge of our float for tomorrow morning… full of meaning if you’ve read “Dry Bones”! It’s been a full day. Great dinner at the Red Reflet with Craig and Judy Johnson. Come back tomorrow for a view of the entire float and parade and who knows what else? Be there. 10 am. Ten…
Grasslands Exhibit
Tonight was Ten Sleep Library’s opening reception for the Wyoming Grasslands exhibit. It opened in Ucross last month, we’re the 2nd of 14 libraries in the state to host this for a month. I have been working on hanging the 41 photos, black and white and color, for a week! There were lots of trips…
Universal Show
Quinlan and Lorelei won’t be here over the Fourth, so we had a tiny show tonight… A little unsure at times… Loving it at others… It was a good little show… Then the Universe was very nice and put on its own show! The view from my studio tonight… Venus and Jupiter in conjunction.
Natural
Today was payday. The yearling steers we sold last week were shipped to the buyer today. We are all there, plus our “rep” or salesman, the brand inspector, the vet, the truck drivers. We run them across our scales first, getting weights on groups of 10 or so, and averaging them. Then they’re loaded on…
Heavens
Heavens… too much work and not enough sleep… Let’s catch up tomorrow, shall we?
Last Girl Scout
My mom’s memorial garden walk was today, and I made the difficult decision not to attend. You see, back in The Day, when so much of my world was filled with Girl Scouts… (I’ve held every position a leader could, I had been a troop leader for every level at one time or another, I…
Long Light
When the long light comes and sows golden hues across my world, I stop. Marveling at the intense beauty that strikes me, I feel my chest tighten. It pushes until my spirit springs free, gliding in tilting waves like the resident vultures above me. Sounds soften. Tractors are shut down. Distant voices are gilded with…
67 Million Years
Hey, there, Craig Johnson, author of Dry Bones, the newest installment in the Longmire mystery series… I have a bone to pick with you! The reason my garden is full of weeds, none of the outbuildings have been weeded around, the trim on my house isn’t painted, nor is a myriad of other jobs complete……