Tuesday, November 11, 2014
Best Thing
"All horses deserve, at least once in their lives, to be loved by a little girl." -Author unknown
Saturday, November 8, 2014
Promising
Some of my favorite places are paths. A path, whether walked, run, hiked, or ridden upon, is at once soothing to the soul and stirring to the spirit. How can I not feel hope when trotting down a trail, when some treasure of vista or wild thing surely waits just around the bend or over the hill?
Friday, November 7, 2014
Of Cud and Kin
Thursday, November 6, 2014
Wednesday, November 5, 2014
Moments
Most of our fall hues have either faded, fallen, frozen, or flown away in the wind, but today divulged a few tiny bits of color here and there.
Monday, November 3, 2014
Their Time
Normally, these frost-shapen blooms wouldn't catch my eye, let alone grace these pages. But around here, flowers blooming in November is anything but normal. Since each of these plucky posies is surrounded by countless spent seed heads and zillions of freeze-dried, shriveled blossoms, they've definitely earned their place in the sun!
Sunday, November 2, 2014
Upstream
Before it's the Big Horn River that winds lazily past us, it's the more industrious and effervescent Wind River advancing up its namesake, the Wind River Canyon. I say up because there are places where inclines and angles of the highway and slopes combine to give the impression that the river is actually flowing uphill.
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