Saturday, February 11, 2012

I wrote a poem, here it is

Stopped to tighten cinch, this one seems to always distend, guess it is his way of having a say.

Thinking of trails we’ve shared, now moving smoothly, understanding each other as only respect can bring.

Knot head, spirited, been some trouble, doesn’t matter. Today, this one is right. 



Leathery hands clasp the horn as stirrups swallow boots. 

Deep in the saddle, ready for the trail

Haven’t ridden this trail before, but know this one is right.



Cool February morning, light peaking over the mountain

Puffing steam as he worked the trail

Morning seemed perfect, trail length unknown, but know this one is right



Trail moves forward as side brush run up the hill

Good trail, over the years been many trails

Some rough, some easy, certainly grateful for each



Sharing trails with a loving companion, a blessing

Trails brought wonderful children, beautiful grandchildren

Spiritually she rides with me today, but this one trail, is mine alone



Brooklet rambles subsequently beside the trail

Water rolls over hidden rock and then smoothes at crossing

A small step really, nothing difficult in reaching the other side



He’s waiting, waiting for our interview

Such peace, such beauty, hands pierced, loving sacrifice for me

Embrace, tears, joy, eternally home, this one is right.



Perfect trail, this trail, last trail, right trail

Sunday, January 22, 2012

commute

I think I will call in sick in the morning. That is sick of driving in the snow. I probably won't and I will take my time and arrive safely. Better to take your time and make it to work. Now you would think in my occupation I would like the snow because it is good for our industry. More snow=more water in the river=more hydro generation and better financial returns for our company. What is this, mixed emotions, is that possible.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Two suns

I saw two suns today. It was around 5 P.M. I was leaving work and driving south. The sun in my eyes and a little to the west there was a second sun. I don't know if I have seen that before. Maybe it was a sundog. Any way because of the configuration of the clouds a second sun appeared. It was half red and half yellow. Where is my camera when I need it.

Have you ever had baked soup. Just take a package of dressing add your favorite soup, mix and put it in the oven for 20 to 30 minutes. Not bad.