One fall, we moved down to the Ray Brown cabin on Canyon Creek, the second place above the mouth of Canyon Creek, where it empties into the Nowood (Creek). (Note to readers… I’m pretty sure he is talking about the place where I live now). This was accomplished by team and wagon. The crossing was…
#TBT: Moonset and Sunset, v.2.0
This was first published January 17, 2014. I’ve been kicking myself for not going out and trying to take moonlight on snow photos last night… it was absolutely, brilliantly, gorgeous! So when I headed to work this morning, I had my camera in hand, hoping to catch a shot of the moon on her lustrous…
Wordless Wednesday: “Summer Recalled”
I thought we all deserved a break from this freezing weather (our low was -36). For a jigsaw puzzle of this summer flower recalled, go HERE.
Reminiscing VIII
Stories from James E. Greet. ”A word about buffalo wallows. The only ones that I was aware of, were up in the mountains. They were located in a gentle drainage that would fill the wallow with snow water and not silt. No doubt, the buffalo were plagued with ticks and lice, along with their heavy…
Reminiscing VII
I have heard dad tell of how one summer when there was enough rain to keep the grass green and enough water in the buffalo wallows that the sheep herders never had to go to water with their sheep. They also complained that their lambs’ droppings weren’t hardening up the way they liked for traveling…
Reminiscing VI
Stories by James E. Greet. We went to Grandma’s for Christmas one winter. I was probably three or four years old. It was about nine miles up the mountain to Grandma’s. Mom drove the team and buggy. The buggy didn’t have a top, but mom wrapped us kids in plenty of quilts, and I don’t…
Reminiscing V
Stories from James E. Greet. “One morning, mom wondered if there were any fresh wagon tracks on the county road past our gate, and she sent us kids to go see. George and Marjorie said yes, there were. They tried to explain to me how they could tell, but to no avail. I could see…
Reminiscing IV
Sorry about last night, somehow, I couldn’t post… I tried for 3 hours! Let’s go back to the tried and true… Reminiscing by James Greet. “There was lots of activities going on. The county road passed right along one side of our pasture. There, big bands of sheep trailed by on the road. Twelve to…
Throwback Thursday: Q&A, January 2014 Edition
Ugh. 24 hours after I started. I’ve edited and cut and renamed and tried and tried. Will this work yet? This was first posted January 12, 2014. Nope. It won’t let me paste my writing from 2014. Time to drop kick this machine… I can write, but I can’t copy and paste. Consider this a…
Wordless Wednesday: Evening Glow
For a jigsaw puzzle of the evening glow down in the valley, go HERE.
Reminiscing III
I’m thrilled you are enjoying excerpts from a small type written “book” from James E. Greet, who was one of Johnny’s brothers. Let’s continue! “Dad spaded up a garden spot about twenty foot square just behind the cabin for mom. Dad built a stockade type of fence around it from native material. Mom’s folks came…
Reminiscing II
By James E. Greet, 1991“There was the summer that the folks lived on the mountain claim with my older brother and sister and me. I was about three years old, and that would have been 1921. Our home was a one room log cabin that dad put up. It had a window in either end,…