Sunday, May 30, 2010

We are free because of the brave.....

Photo courtesy of the internet

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Sky view

Some pretty impressive storms have been rolling through Oklahoma, luckily I have no damage, just photo opportunities. I seem to have a love affair with clouds. These are taken with my inexpensive little camera, and it still turns out decent photos. As soon as I get "the big boy " out and learn how to use it, I'm hoping my photos will go from good to great!

Yes, that little bright sliver is the moon....

Monday, May 10, 2010

How much is that horsey in the window

Yes thats "Her Highness" Indi, on the front porch, looking for someone to do something for her no doubt. Where is that servant woman?

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Its okay... I know I'm weird

I knew from early on I had a passion for horses, and loved watching westerns. I rode many miles on my beloved stick pony. When I was a kid we had 89'er day at school, I always dressed up and hated for that day to end. Of course, tomboy me, played a sheriff, not a prairie gal like ALL the other girls. I spent my day locking up all the cute boys. My love of all things old west is reflected in my art, jewelry and vintage photo collection. The fact is that I think I should have lived in that era. I sometimes daydream about living back then. And this is why I ride english -dressage ? About as far from western riding as you can get.
I ride dressage because it is the ultimate relationship between horse and rider. Your body language blends with your horse's movement in a way no other discipline can. I can wear chaps while teaching my horse a half- pass anyway.

There are a lot of things about my personality that probably strike people as odd. I find insects, while annoying at times, to be quite remarkable. I have been known to relocate wasps nests. I like snakes too. I am the only girl in my family that played sports, and while I am tomboyish still, I do love being a girl. I adore period clothing, victorian dresses and hats in particular.
I used to have a recurring dream about a rather large black spider, and another one about ghosts. I have had many experiences with dreams that predict events about to happen, like little snippets of the future. When I was on the grounds of one of our battlefields from the Civil War era, I had overwhelming feelings about the soldiers who died there. I could sense their presence very strongly. Maybe that happens to everyone who visits there. All I know is, that it was very unsettling to feel that. I wish I could say it was the only time that has happened, but apparently I'm prone to my special brand of insanity in different historical locations, at different times. It could all be chalked up to my overactive, vivid imagination I'm sure.

Then there is my over the top infatuation with you know who - Audie Murphy. No Brad Pitt's, or Gerard Butler's for me. Now this could be because I don't have a man in my life. { This is where you nod your head in complete understanding} The other night at work, we were slow, so I was watching an Audie western on the computer, when one of the Watch Supervisors came to the window. He saw what I was watching and said -"Audie Murphy" ! Then he gave me one of those looks you give someone, who has just said something that makes you think they are unbalanced. I know that look well, I've seen it alot. I just smiled and thought to myself, "It's okay, I know I'm weird."

Monday, May 3, 2010

Thats wild...

Spring fever sets me in motion to add things, remove things, and move things around. Working on my land is no different. When I do any landscaping, I do it in a haphazard, wild, kind of way. I like things to mix & mingle and look natural. I do have some designated flower beds, but most of my landscaping is just- throw some iris bulbs there, let them grow in front of the wild berry bushes... The wisteria grows in and over the photinia, the crabapple tree is set amongst pines and cedars. My pond is a natural pond and I will keep it looking that way, but I do plan to add more rocks, plants and fish. My yard as it is, is covered in wild flowers before the first mowing. Don't get me wrong, perfectly manicured classic gardens are lovely wonderful things of beauty, but give me the wild and unruly, thats where I live !