Snow covered Oklahoma yesterday. Snow isn’t that common in our area so it’s exciting to wake up to an all white world. Area schools were out due to inclement weather and most people were snuggled up at home. Then there were a few freaks. Those who left the comfort of a warm blanket and coffee…
In the evenings, I like to take a walk with the dogs. This photograph is of one evening recently. It is a peaceful time, the end of the day. Vibrant sunsets splash across the sky, cows graze as silhouettes on the horizon and deer venture out of cover. Pure peace. Peace is a precious commodity. When…
It’s a new year people! I love a new year with new planners, goals and possibilities. The last couple of days I have seen resolutions scattered across Instagram and Facebook; nutrition goals and plans to “get more organized” or just plain “minimize.” I am a list maker and I am right there too, making new…
I love my friend Laurie and I love this Taco Soup recipe—She gave it to me many years ago and it is a winner! This is one of the recipes I demonstrated at the Oklahoma Cattlewomen‘s Cooking Show at Oklahoma State Fair some time ago. If you can brown meat and open a can, you…
Buck Crabtree would come by our house about once a week. He was an old man–I’m not sure how old; but I think he may have traded a few chariot horses with Moses. Roger and I would be out feeding or fixing something and we would see Buck coming up in his old blue pickup….
I confess, I am not a great gift giver. I can think of countless gifts for my children; but for everyone else, its a dark abyss. Last Christmas I gave my mom a couple of things, maybe perfume and earrings. I don’t really remember. Turns out the gift I gave her on a whim…
Up until Sunday at 10:33 am, I was not “a runner.” I have never been “a runner.” I ran track in junior high. My coach called me “Sunshine” and perfected my sprinting form. In high school, I competed with my horses instead of running track. Still, several friends and I would meet at Stacy’s house…
My daughter Kaitlyn and I navigated new territory through brush and open country on a long horseback ride recently. One trail led us to a running stream—enough running water for Kaitlyn’s new horse to be unsure of crossing. She gave “Parker” an opportunity to smell the water and think about dipping a hoof. All the while…
A poem I wrote this summer {2016} A little insight. This is who I am and where I am from… I Am From… I am from the dust of a West Texas plain Singing in the endless blowing breeze Stringy hair, pearl snaps, red cowgirl boots A seed of a girl in the Texas dirt