This photo was taken by Leicaman on our morning walk. An unusual view of Texas Bluebonnets, but I love it, probably because of that or maybe because like Daddy Bub….Leicaman loves carrying a camera with him where ever he goes….sometimes two or three. This morning he took photos of the moon…..yesterday it was something different….all while I was still sleeping. He is so lucky that we have dogs to wake him up to get these AWESOME SHOTS!!!!!
I love these colors.I was inspired to paint some trees. I said it was not finished. My teacher and best critic, Tom said “It’s finished” So I said…Good I’m ready to paint something else….Tom and I have been remarking about the gold green color of the Mesquite trees as they are just coming out……I had just the right color in my palette, so I sketched this little tree today for him….
Speaking of Spring…..I just want to say that my Mamacita who gave me my maiden name of Spring….is the most awesome chica that I have ever met and I am soooo proud of her for taking care of herself and staying healthy and strong!!!!! Te amo mucho!!!!!
Looking outside of Christopher’s apartment is a far cry from our view at home, but both are as beautiful as they are different. I probably would never have experienced the beauty of Chicago if our son had not decided to make it his home, but I LOVE it. I did not meet a single person on the streets, in a restaurant, shop or the apartment that was not totally nice……ummmmm, except for one night doorman, but I heard that he will be gone in a month. Something about needing a check-up from the neck up…….
We owe the wonderful blessing of owning this awesome Australian Shepherd to our sister, Moye and I just found out a LOT about the Pomeranian breed in a great magazine that Moye gave us. It reads that the Pomeranian breed was originally bred as a sled dog and they weighed 30 pounds and up. Well, Okie our little 10 pound Pomeranian is not hindered by his bred down mini size. He knows when the alarm goes off in the form of a sharp, ear piercing bark that there is a sheep or goat in the yard. It is such a game for this one particular little pygmy goat…..she LOVES teasing them and they actually play together until Sky and Okie team up and decide that the game is over…..The goat has gotta go!!!!!!
We have lots of these birds around the ranch, but these two we call Chilly and Willy have been coming back for the last two years and raising their young in a nearby nest. We supplement their food supply in exchange for the pleasure of watching them soar and show off for us.
I remember every photograph that I ever took of my boys. “My boys” includes my two brothers, my husband, our two sons and Daddy-Bub. Trying to find these photos is another story. It takes weeks, sometimes months, to find the ones that I want. Then when I find them, sometimes it hurts to see their smiling faces. I remember all the bumps and bruises and broken hearts. I love my boys and I wish I had the power to protect them from anything or anybody that would ever hurt them.
Daddy-Bub posing for Peyton
My photos of Daddy Bub have an everlasting smile that no one can ever take away…..
Can’t have one without the other, as far as we are concerned. Before we had a house out here at the Rockin’ P, we had a horse, or two. It was a while before we realized that those same nimble lips that can search your pockets for a carrot could also turn a door knob. Bailey actually rang the door
bell one day. He also tapped on the glass to get our attention, and oops….cracked the glass. Between the goats and the ponies getting into the house, we decided it was time to fence the yard. We still have a back entrance that had not been pony proofed. Our campers had a wake up call this morning when Miss Piggy and a few ponies greeting them through the window.
By the time we groomed them for three hours the sun was harsh, but they are beautiful in any light. We enjoyed every minute of polishing their hooves and brushing their flowing manes and tails before our photo shoot.