Panama sports a feather in his mane…
Wordless Wednesday – A Feather in His Mane
Panama sports a feather in his mane…
Panama sports a feather in his mane…
Marilyn was nice enough yesterday to leave a comment about my photos… And that got me to thinking… I couldn’t do this without taking multiple and I mean, MULTIPLE photos… Especially what I call OOPE photos… The ones I’m NOT supposed to be taking because I’m supposed to be WORKING, not playing photographer. The ones…
We moved 100 pairs today from the Mesa to a new pasture leased from a neighbor… It was mainly me and Daniel and Brandon and S., our neighbor girl. Vernon and Johnny took the bulls back down to our bull pasture. Brandon discovered the pains (literally) of riding a colt… with a couple of nice…
I’m not really sure if I should title this entry STUPID People, IGNORANT People, or MEANSPIRITED MISLED BLANKETY BLANK People. I always heard it was better to be ignorant… that just meant you didn’t know better… but that you could learn or change… Like if I went to New York City and someone asked me…
Well, it’s been almost a week now… I haven’t looked at the formal portraits we had taken on our Centennial day… But I’ve decided it’s time to move on. Move on to the quiet ranchlife of moving cattle, which I did today… Putting out salt… Spying a hillside full of elk… Enjoying my kids before…
You are probably getting tired of hearing about our Centennial Celebration, but, you know, I really want to share every minute of it with you! Hang in there… we’re almost back to everyday life… One present I wanted to share, besides Red Dirt in My Soul, is the framed photo I gave to Johnny. A…
Finally, I managed to get my book illustrated and published with the local print shop. The “illustrations” are really my photos of the ranch, modified to look like watercolors with Photoshop. My original idea was to post each individual page, but I decided that I wanted to share my boys’ rendition they gave during our…
“Hues of Ancient Promise” (Charles Tennyson Turner)
Ranch “outfits”… definition: motorized transportation/work vehicles Four wheelers… Motorcycles… Pickup trucks… “Town” cars… Sometimes we are accused of having too many around here… Each kid has their car… We have 3 pickups… A truck… 3 four wheelers… Two motorcycles… My Durango… Johnny’s car… But NEVER. NEVER. Has this ranch seen this many cars at once!…
One of THE best things from our Centennial Celebration was this song, written and sung by our friend Joe Bain from Crowheart, Wyoming. We’ve known Joe a loooong time, and were thrilled with this composition! One Hundred Years Ago ©2009, Joe Bain Greet Ranch Centennial Song from Carol Greet on Vimeo. By the Nowood River…
Over 100 relatives… Fed over 300 family and friends… Launched my book Red Dirt in My Soul… Talked and talked… Hugged and hugged again… Took very few pictures unfortunately… Relying on others for that… Legs are tired… Left my camera in a car over there… So no photos tonight… Need to put my feet up…