The Hippie culture called it the “Summer of Love”. 1967, June 13, small town America…where I am sure they didn’t refer to it as the Summer of Love, but just a hot, humid summer day. They say that low pressure brings babies, and that was the day I entered the world~ wait for it….right smackContinue reading “5-0”
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Rainy Days & Wednesdays
Weather is fickle here in the Ozarks. Much like it was on the Great Plains. If you don’t like it, just wait a few minutes and it will change. This morning brought a cloudy, cool morning and as I pondered life this morning while looking at our vista, it dawned on me that life onContinue reading “Rainy Days & Wednesdays”
730 days ago.
730 days ago Cowboy Bob and I took a huge leap of faith. We left everything we had ever known, and moved an entire ranch (no one said we were sane) FIVE HUNDRED SEVENTY FIVE miles. South. South to a place that neither one of us ever thought we would ever live. In the lastContinue reading “730 days ago.”
Welcome…
There is an old poem that my Grandma M used to tell me… I believe it is called “Monday’s Child” and it goes a little like this… Monday’s child is fair of face, Tuesday’s child is full of grace, Wednesday’s child is full of woe, Thursday’s child has far to go, Friday’s child is lovingContinue reading “Welcome…”
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