Mountain rides this time of year, start with summer skies real clear, they waffle just a bit and then, you think it’s winter once again.
At least days are long without much pay, how else could they get me to stay? But with room and board an a lady friend, I get up each day and do it over again.
I tried the city way back when, with busy streets and smoke therein, it never really was my style, so I parked my ass up here a while. And though its been maybe longer than that, the air’s still fresher than a pine scent rack, the cows they all know me by name, for dog and me they all make way.
Among the stock and the coyotes too, every fence line from here to you, forgotten the days and miles trod, but each spot marked with a quiet nod.
I love it. I can hear the crunch of the frozen grass under the horse’s hooves.
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Thanks John. We’re getting freezes already. Fall is a great time to ride, although I’m on a quad now. Less trouble.
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Standing proud. Now that there is jist one finer piece a work, Mister Jim-bob. Ima hopin’ ta see more. I been thinking that I might drag the misses off to a weekend of cowboy poetry (of which this is one sweet sample), if I can find one. Last I seen was out Odessa way back in March. Well done! (the things ya learn about folk from their bloggin’).
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Thanks Bill. I have been to a few cowboy events myself. Some talented tellers out there for sure. Thanks for the kind words.
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Nice turn at cowboy poetry. Sounds like a pleasant way to spend a day. No city life for me, either.
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Thanks. It is nice out here in the wide open air
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Excellent mending together those there words partner! Thank you.
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What a great picture!
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Thank you. It’s a good memory for me. And thanks for the follow.
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Brrr looks cold, but beautiful.
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Great picture
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Thanks. That’s just up from my house.
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Is it time to start singing, “Home, home on the range” or howl with the coyotes? Good little write up, that.
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Cracking photograph!
( The isn’t too bad either)
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Loy’s catholic roots came out today. No wonder he was masking his preferred faith
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