This week-end has quenched my thirst for art. Being in the city versus the ranch has made it a challenge to devote time to painting. I find it tempting to visit places that were too distant for the last 18 years. Yesterday we were able to check out the works of Porfirio Salinas at the Witte Museum.There are about 30 of his landscapes on exhibit at the new Texas Heritage Museum. It was amazing to see these oil paintings in a wonderful setting and be able to get inches away to absorb the textures and hues of his work. He sold his first painting when he was in the 3rd grade to his art teacher. Another fact I discovered was that another artist paid Porfirio $5.00 per canvas to paint his bluebonnets for him….if this is true, I can totally relate. This painting of our Longhorn Mesquite Joe was much easier to paint than the one of him with all the sunflowers in the background. The tiny ones at the top are almost done, but will I ever finish them ? I would much rather paint another Cactus Jack sans the wildflowers!!!A big fat stick of pastel and I am done…..
“How long do pig’s live?”I was asked a time or two. I am not an authority on pigs, but I read somewhere that 15 was a long life for a pig. My Miss Piggy was 13 years old when she died a few weeks ago.She was a micro miniature pig. They are not supposed to ever be more than 10 pounds. I would guess she made it to 210 by the time she was full grown. If kept to a strict diet, she may have been a little less hefty. Portion control has never been an asset of mine when it comes to feeding my pets. It was especially hard when we had 30 acres of peanuts growing in a field for her dining pleasure. “I thought musta been a herd a them feral hogs” Our farmer friend commented. Nope, I said, just one not so miniature pig. The ruts in the field caused by her munching were making it a challenge even for the large tractors to navigate. The last few years, she had slowed down a lot. No more late night visits to the neighbor’s ranch and no more trying to hump buckets. When we left the ranch, Miss Piggy did not want to leave. She squealed like crazy. She was the last to go.I was so worried about who was going to take care of her. I thought it should only be me. We were so fortunate to have a wonderful family who graciously offered to take her along with the rest of the menagerie. One thing that I will always be grateful for, also, I was able to be with her to say good bye for the last time and that made it all ok. She did not suffer.”No offense Mom, but Peggy was taking better care of her than you could give her” Peyton said and I agreed. Breaking the news to Christopher was hard. “Well, did you have pork chops, or what?” He tenderly asked.
Lexy and friends spend the day making fun senior / graduation photos at home and at the farm.
Canon 1Dx w/Canon 70-200mm f/2.8, Canon 300mm f/2.8, Canon 24-70mm f/2.8 and Canon 14mm f/2.8 with Canon 600EX-RTs and Speedlite Speedboxes. During the session I tethered to a Ipad using the Shuttersnitch app nestled in a totally convenient Think Tank Pixel Sunscreen Pop Open Sun Shade Version 2.
I did not think even less than a year ago that I could bear the thought of not waking up to whinnies, oinks and moos every cherished morning. Not to mention baas and barks……After a bit of subliminal coaching from my friend Sue, I finally came to realize the true reality was that as long as my pets were happy and healthy, I could handle the transition just fine. But how could I wish for someone crazy enough to want to care for this mangy menagerie and what would it cost? I did not want to sell some and farm the rest to places all over Texas, knowing that I would never be able to see them all…I have had enough animals dumped on me through the years and there is no way I would burden someone with such a chore. My most favorite eye candy is our two rowdy Longhorns, Cactus Jack and Mesquite Joe. Initially I could not fathom what my life would be like without the sight, sound and smell of them and their fellow pasture ornaments. “But don’t you want them to be with someone who can take better care of them?” came the subtle hint from Sue. I knew it was reality, but it took a while to sink in. This was especially true at that point, because we still had no clue who that someone was….EVERYONE who had a tenth of an acre wanted these two bovine beauties…..Wonderful people wanted them. In fact, they were the only ones who were welcome to stay at the ranch.
to be continued