Superbowl Sunny Day

With paperwork from the BLM finally in my hot little hands, I hoped into my truck and headed down to Steve and Janice's place bright and early this morning. Make that dreary and early, as it was wet, soggy and foggy. I managed to get out of the house a few minutes early, and you know I can't pass up a photo op, so I drove off the freeway (no, not literally) and into Conway to see what there might be to see.





All I can say is, don't blink or you might miss it. Here's Main Street...rush hour must be a real headache!


This is the US Post Office. I know it says Conway Foods, and maybe they do sell groceries there as well...I'm not sure as, contrary to what the sign said, the place was closed.







Need a job? I wouldn't recommend the Conway Fire Department...unless you need the truck!


Yup, Conway is definitely a one horse town...



I'd given myself an extra 20 minutes to make a quick stop along the way...now that I'd been in Conway, I still had 19 minutes and 32 seconds left. Needless to say, I showed up at Steve and Janice's a tad bit early! Which was okay, as I got to hang out and watch Janice ride a young Kiger mustang for a bit.

When one works with wild horses, one never knows what to expect. Generally, you ought to expect the worst, and hopefully you'll be surprised when it's not all that bad. Today, things didn't go all that bad...they actually went great! Sunny loaded up easier than a handful of 'trained and tame' domestic horses I've known in the past, which was especially heartening considering she really isn't halter broke!

Now, you may be taking a gander at this picture and noticing that Sunny is eyeballing the trailer, and you may notice the dog wandering about (which Sunny isn't bothered by.) And then you may notice that Steve is wearing two different shoes, and you may be saying to yourself, "What in tarnation? Dern fool..." And Steve would likely just chuckle and then tell you that he's recently had surgery. What you can't see in the photo is the brace he's wearing on his ankle. He needs to wear a tenny on that one foot as it fits easily over the brace. I thought you should know this, just in case you ever meet Steve and think him a bit odd because of all the photos I've been posting of him in non-matching shoes!

Here's Sunny poking her head out of the trailer and getting a good first look at her new home. If you'd like to read more about Sunny and her experiences today, just hop on over to the Mustang Diaries!

Homeland Security

Hello, my name is Rufus; code name Mr. Fluffy Pants. I'm head of security here at Carpenter Creek Farm (yes, it is a farm, City Boy!) It's my job to ensure the safety of all occupants, from those stinky sheep outside to the silly humans in the house.

My day begins with a good whining to get out the door in the mornings. I have two trusty deputies, Rocket and Tait. These two deputies are all business, never leaving their posts to goof around; I know I can trust them. Together, we secure the perimeter of the property, chasing off squirrels, crows and field mice. Occasionally the neighbor dogs across the creek will bark at us as we go about our duties. This issue must be addressed swiftly so that they do not upset the apple cart. I've never seen an apple cart here, but we wouldn't want to upset it if there was one. So we bark back at the neighbor dogs. Soon the entire valley is ablaze with barking, and we know we've done our job well as the Mrs. will then call us in.

Once we've ensured that the perimeter is secure, I allow my deputies to come inside for a bite to eat. But we are always on guard, watching through the window for any sign of disturbance, such as that man in the big brown truck that is always leaving suspicious packages at our door. We do not like that, not one little bit! It's a rough life, being head of security for a farm. One must always be on the lookout for potential danger. I just wish they'd give me a better haircut so I could actually see what's going on!

I love this picture of Darling walking along the cemetery path!

We enjoyed our trip and photos at the cemetery so much that we started another blog with nothing but cemetery photos...you don't think us strange, do you? Well, you wouldn't be alone, lol!

Psssst...Pass It On!

I've decided to host a little contest here this week in honor of upcoming Valentines Day. Want to join in and win? We'll call it "Win It Winsday"! Or, for the grammar nazi's among you, Wednesday.

Here is how it will work. Between now and Wednesday, February 7, for each comment you post I'll put your name in a hat. But, pssst! Pass it on, please. Let your friends know that there's a drawing; have them drop in, read the blog and post a comment. Be sure they let me know that they were referred by you, because should I draw their name, I'll be sending you a prize, too!

What's that? You'd like to know if it's worth it? Well, of course it will be! I've got a new batch of handmade soap on the way; it's called Cowboy's Sweetheart and is in the shape of a heart! Of course, Darling is on the label, along with her sweetheart, Quiet Storm. So pass along the contest to your friends, because the more comments that come in, the higher your chances are of winning!

Comment entries posted between Feb. 3 and Feb 7 (prior to 8 pm Pacific) will be included in the drawing. The winner will be announced before I fall asleep on Winsday (Wednesday), so watch for your name to show up on Thursday morning!

Want to increase your chances of winning even more? The same contest will be held on the Mustang Diaries!