P. participated in the Kids’ Rodeo last weekend. Though she doesn’t have a horse of her own, she has access to horses through relatives. It takes a little effort to prepare and ride in the rodeo… and P. did well. P. is being raised by her aunt and uncle… they have really stepped up and…
Kids’ Rodeo Complete
I need to finish up my kids’ rodeo pictures… So tonight, here are both of the highlights… You lucky readers, you! First, the shirt-tail button race. (First, please notice the frozen ears on this horse… or the lack of ears on this horse because he was born on a cold and windy morning… whatever…) The…
Wordless Wednesday – ‘Neath the Deep and Darkening Sky
‘Neath the Deep and Darkening Sky
Mountain Trail
I need to put off my other Kids’ Rodeo pictures for a bit and share the ones from yesterday. My sister was official photographer… The focus (pun intended) of her pictures is a bit different from mine… First, she takes more photos of people… (Like me visiting with my mother as we take a break)…
Bogged Down
Left home at 4 am… Returned at 8 pm… Successfully moved stock to lower mountain pasture… Horses, dogs, people tired… Can you read Dally’s expression of exhaustion??? She did very well chasing cows out of bogs today… but her look says it all… Whew… Did I really really want to be a cowdog when I…
Many Faces of Kids’ Rodeo
While I should be cleaning my house… I have company coming… I figured I better get this posted or it wouldn’t happen later! Kids’ Rodeo… synonymous with hottestdayinJuly/slowerthanmolasses/cuterthancute/whyinthe’elldowedothis? But boy! you end up with some cutie photos! Typical Grand Entry Posting of the Colors… until you notice the Wyoming flag bearer is kinda dressed “funny”……
Kids’ Rodeo
I did ambulance standby for the Ten Sleep Kids’ Rodeo today. I’ve helped off and on with this activity since my kids were little… read 15 years or so… I managed to acquire a few good photos… and a few funny stories… but I beg that you let me tell them tomorrow… The hour is…
Cathartic?
Cathartic… purging the bowels… metaphorically cleansing the psyche. Ewwww! Right? Never did I know until today… that turkey vultures’ Latin name is Cathartes aura. Purifier. As in regurgitation. As in urohydrosis. Look that one up! Why do I care? Because up at the Mills place you see this… See ’em? They love it up there……
The Setting
The setting for our centennial party is around “the white house”. This is the original homestead building built by Joe Henry and added on to by the Greets. Usually, most people see it from the “white house” side… like here. But on the back side is the log cabin part. The white clapboard part was…
Wordless Wednesday – Three Points!
Three Points!
Twelfth Day
Twelve more days until our big celebration… Posters have been up in Ten Sleep for a week now… Postcards have been sent to friends, relatives, and business people… I’ve ordered plates…blue as the sky… I’ve ordered cups… brick red as the dirt… I’ve got tablecloths… green as the grass and hay… Red Dirt in My…
Memories of Snow…
When I took this photo the other day… I yearned for those snowcapped Big Horns to share a little chilly breeze with me… I’ve been painting in the heat… Moving cattle in the heat… Mowing weeds in the heat… Sorting piles of junk necessary metal pipes/bars/angle iron/flat iron/etc/etc in the heat… Wasn’t it just a…