A little throwback for you. Thanks to WordPress, I had to go through and delete some pictures so that I cold upload more. I mean, because I’m cheap and don’t feel like paying them anymore money to upgrade. Anyway, as I was deleting some I cam across this beauty and it just made me smile.
I always manage to get at least one picture with one animal sticking it tongue out. And today (the day I’m actually writing this), it pretty much sums up the way I feel. As I’m writing this, I’m 24 hours away from vacation. As you are reading this, I’m most likely off stalking buffalo in the Badlands (Bison, for those that might take offense since there are no actual ‘buffalo’ in the United States, but I digress).
It has been a fairly long week. People and their biases. People and their secrets. I am in desperate need of a mind, body, and soul reset. It kind of made me think of the look that I always get when people ask who I am going with and I say myself. Would I love to have someone to go camping with me? Probably…maybe…not right now. I want that day to come, I do…but truth be told, right now…I really do just need to go by myself and sometimes I have more fun by myself. I’m sure I’m not alone on that front.
Anyway, here’s to hoping that I come back a new and rejuvenated person. And here’s to hoping little Ms. Elk up there got a smile from you too.
Sat a bird. Looking out over a field of those gone. Waiting patiently to guide the next one home.
I heard once that some cultures view birds as carriers of the spirits. Those passed on. I guess that it depends on your belief system, but i don’t really think that is such a bad thing. A little, or even big bird, there to guide you on your way. I don’t know if I believe it or not, but just the same.
This little guy was on a headstone in a huge, huge cemetery in Kentucky. I think I mentioned it previously. So huge that you have a map to get around. For a cemetery it was quite beautiful and very well kept, I appreciated that. So many around here get lost to weathering of time (and laziness). Anyway, hope that you enjoy this little guy.
This old girl. Sassy and her many faces. She just too beautiful not to picture when I can. I don’t know what it is about her. This one above is my favorite. I hope you find a favorite too. Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.
This beautiful boy is Bo. He is a border horse at the farm. Quarter horse, I believe. Blind in one eye and unbroke. That is okay, he is a sweetheart and quite the little beauty.
This time tomorrow, I will be on the road…at least preparing to be on the road. South Dakota. I’m excited. Well, I want to be excited. It is a vacation that is long over due, but the weather has me a little apprehensive. Without waiting another two months, though, this is the only time I could go. I have no doubt that it will all be fine. I’m just tired of being cold. I’m ready for that “gripe about how hot it is” weather. Oh, well…what can we do.
I’m excited to see what I get to experience this trip. There is always something different. I will try to not leave you all hanging the entire time that I’m gone. I’m sure I will post to instagram and I’m going to schedule some post. I hope enjoy both and that you bear with me while I’m gone. Each of you rocks and I thank you for the follow.
The grass really is greener on the other side. At least Buggy thinks so. Little bug always has her head through the gaps of the fence. Stretching as far as her little neck will let her. Trying her best to reach the grass. I just love her. She is so stinkin’ cute.
I was often afraid she would get her head stuck, but she can maneuver it in and out of there like she’s been doing since she was born. She hasn’t been doing it that long, but she has been doing it forever. She is a master.
I’ve always wanted to get a shot of her like this. It just makes me laugh. I’m glad that I had my camera. Hope you get a smile out of it too.
Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.
This beauty is Russell. For the longest time, he was like big foot. I had heard about him, but rarely ever saw him. Within the last couple of months, he has made his presence more known. He likes to talk to me, but he would not allow me to touch him. That changed a few weeks ago. Of course, I’ve also not seen him sense. I’m not sure how to take that. Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.
Well, I am. This guy and his buddy….well, they were pretty content just hanging out on the porch railing. They were basking in the sun. The sun that shined ever so brightly after the hail storm. It always amazes me the affect that storms can have on nature. Powerful, detrimental, and majestic. Maybe it is just me.
Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.
Okay, so they are not tear drops. Of course not. I mean, a tree-hugging flower child might tell you that flowers can cry. Maybe they can, we don’t really know. However, in this case…it is just rain drops.
Beautiful rain drops left upon the petals of some fallen flowers after last week’s hail storm. One of the many beautiful sights that was left in the aftermath.
At least this ‘Rose’ is. This beautiful girl, she’ll be leaving…eventually. She has been purchased by a little girl. I will keep my opinions to myself. Rosie and her sister Grace were brought to the farm long ago from a bad, bad, bad situation. My understanding is, they’ve been together almost all their lives and now they will be separated. Gracie still needs a home, I might give her one just to ensure nothing happens to her but that is a serious responsibility. They’re both beautiful girls and just need love. I just want them to get the right kind….and some people are usually just about the business end, if you know what I mean.