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This view is what I wake up to each morning (some mornings more colorful than others!). I’m so thankful to live in such a beautiful place. (near Manheim, PA)
A cold and dreary day in Montana’s Bitterroot Valley.
I pulled over while driving just northeast of Stevensville, MT, to capture these beautiful sunset colors.
Glacier National Park (Montana side)
Getting up in the middle of the night during my honeymoon for a bathroom run without my glasses on, I couldn’t see much but figured that the moon MUST be pretty on the lake, judging from the amount of light shining in through the sliding glass doors! After stepping outside and leaning against a beam to take the picture, my LCD screen at close range confirmed that it was indeed beautiful! : ) Flathead Lake, Montana (near Bigfork)
Meet Chicken, the resident rooster at our farm! As you can see, he’s not quite ‘right in the head,’ but in more ways than one! He has been run over by the riding lawnmower way too many times. This can be attributed to the fact that everytime it gets fired up, he chases and attacks it! Quite the territorial bird, he is. Truly a sight to behold. Chicken thinks he runs the place, and struts about making this quite clear. He attacks his reflection in shiny vehicles, humps inanimate objects (sad but true), eats scrambled eggs, and sleeps on the bench on the porch, sometimes with his friend Charlie (one of many cats). He’s quite entertaining, to say the least. Never a dull moment at our farm! UPDATE ON CHICKEN / Well, I am (sort of) sad to report that Chicken has finally, uh, crowked. I suppose seven is old in chicken years! He will be long remembered at the farm.
My husband came into the house recently with his hand outstretched and said, ‘Honey, look what I found in the yard!’ As cute as it appeared, this little guy was actually quite vicious with its sharp teeth and claws (thus the leather glove We figured out where he had come from (there are always kittens SOMEWHERE on our farm!) and replaced him, and he shall live happily ever after! LOL
The sun, peeking through layers of clouds on its way down, drew my attention a little more this particular evening than most!
Waterfalls, of whatever size, are so incredibly addicting (especially now that I’ve learned about shutter speed, ha Such beauty to behold. This was taken in French Creek State Park, near Morgantown PA, during my husband’s and my first anniversary weekend away!
...Lily! These beautiful flowers always remind me of when I moved to Pennsylvania in 2000, as they were blooming then…the first flower that really caught my eye – so abundant! I still love the brilliant orange blooms.
My nephew, enthralled with his sparkler! received ‘Best in Show’ award among all adult photo entries (all categories) in the Elizabethtown Fair, 2008 sought out (here on redbubble!) to be on the cover of a fireworks magazine in February of 2009
This little girl found her happy place during our ‘church in the park’ day. Such a cutie!
This little guy appeared a touch ruffled – perhaps it had something to do with the fact that he had hatched within the past few hours! : ) Taken at the Elizabethtown Fair, Pennsylvania, 2008.
This is my good friend Randy, who has been blessed to make his living as a cowboy throughout the western United States, including Hawaii. Currently he and his wife are managing a ranch in Montana, which is where I captured this picture of him. Randy has always been a hero to me, loving wholeheartedly what he does, and loving God wholeheartedly as well. With a song on his lips or a lesson in his actions, Randy is a man of many talents, including breaking horses, reciting poetry at gatherings across the west, and braiding reatas (ropes). In this particular photo, he was waiting for more cattle to be brought his way for sorting (to be loaded and transported to another ranch).
This brilliant leaf had fallen from a quite amazing tree (as you can well imagine), for the sole purpose of being my subject (or so I’m convinced). I love fall! (taken near Elizabethtown, PA in October of 2008)
I ‘stole’ this shot while my friend Randy (who’s been blessed to be able to make his living as a cowboy) was explaining something to my husband. We learned much, as we listened, about breaking horses. I was struck by the fact that horses are much like people in that to effectively work with them, we must learn to think like them, to get in their minds. When was the last time you tried to figure out what a difficult person was thinking in order to know how to approach them? : )
Every ranch needs a good wooden fence, and a bunch of wire…
My friend Randy has been blessed to make a living as a cowboy. A hobby that has turned into much more is reciting cowboy poetry at gatherings near and far. This poem is on his first album. I can almost hear his melodic voice now… Ridin’ / by Charles Badger Clark There is some that like the city – Grass that’s curried smooth and green, / Theaytres and stranglin’ collars, Wagons run by gasoline - / But for me it’s hawse and saddle Every day without a change, / And a desert sun a-blazin’ On a hundred miles of range. Just a-ridin’, a-ridin’ – Desert Ripplin’ in the sun, / Mountains blue along the skyline - / I don’t envy anyone When I’m ridin’. When my feet is in the stirrups And my hawse is on the bust, / With his hoofs a-flashin’ lightnin’ From a cloud of golden dust, / And the bawlin’ of the cattle Is a-comin’ down the wind / Then a finer life than ridin’ Would be mighty hard to find. Just a-ridin’, a-ridin’ Splittin’ long cracks through the air, / Stirrin’ up a baby cyclone, Rippin’ up the prickly pear / As I’m ridin’. / / I don’t need no art exhibits When the sunset does her best, / Paintin’ everlastin’ glory On the mountains to the west / And your opery looks foolist When the night-bird starts his tune / And the desert’s silver mounted By the touches of the moon. Just a-ridin’, a-ridin’, Who kin envy kings and czars / When the coyotes down the valley Are a-singin’ to the stars, / If he’s ridin’? When my earthly trail is ended And my final bacon curled / And the last great roundup’s finished At the Home Ranch of the world / I don’t want no harps nor haloes, Robes nor other dressed up things - / Let me ride the starry ranges On a pinto hawse with wings! Just a-ridin’, a-ridin’- Nothin’ I’d like half so well / As a-rounin’ up the sinners That have wandered out of Hell, / And a-ridin’.
Another shot of this great old homestead. Though a little rough around the edges, : ) it sure holds a lot of beauty, doesn’t it?!
Rock-a-bye baby / In Daddy’s arms, / Daddy will hold you / Safe from all harm. Daddy will love you / and sing you to sleep / Love you forever- / A promise he’ll keep.
You must admit that the bond of love between a married couple takes on a whole new meaning when the first baby is born. The tired but sparkling eyes of the mother, the way the father floats several inches above the hospital floor…the gaze between the new parents that speaks volumes.
I know that baby’s in there somewhere! : )
Believe it or not, Roxy’s favorite place to be is in a nice big muddy puddle…she’s just not right in the head. : )
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