Theme: Flower Power
Location: Rush Ranch – Eastern Oregon
My kitchen window faces the morning sunrise. Three crystal prisms hang there in the sun, splashing brilliant rainbows against the walls. I take a deep breath and give thanks for all the small things and all the big things that can only exist through the grace of God. My family. My home.
I look out upon the upper fields of the Rush Ranch. Sunflower (The wild mustang) is racing back and forth across the field this morning, expressing her displeasure that Lacy (the calm and gentle horse) has been taken away for the summer. Lacy belongs to a neighbor teenager, and every summer he and Lacy become part of a “Great Train Robbery” show in Sumpter, Washington. Sunflower loves having Lacy with her all winter, and hates it when Lacy goes away for the summer. I hate it, too, because I am sad for Sunflower. But Sunflower does have the two neighbor horses to visit with, across the fence. There is “Whinny”, the beautiful white Arabian, and “Scratchy”, the Shetland. Can you tell that they were named by the three neighbor girls, all under the age of 8? The Arabian is such a beautiful and graceful animal; it deserves a name worthy of him, don’t you think? Something majestic and royal, like “Sir Lancelot”, “Apollo”, or “Michelangelo”.
(That’s Scratchy in the foreground, and Sunflower in the back. Sunflower has
been rolling in the dirt, as you can see…..)
Scratchy is forever escaping his place of residence, and running over here to spend time with our horses. Over here, he can share in the apple and molasses-coated oats that my husband feeds the horses for a treat. Scratchy has never met an apple that he didn’t like. We actually miss Scratchy when his owner comes over to collect him. Each horse has their own treat bucket, even scratchy. Husband dishes out the treats, and our lab then tries to steal the apples from the buckets before the horses get them. In the summertime, both horses and dogs can go pick their own apples directly from the trees, so this game of swiping apples is a winter sport.
Our lab is 10 years old this month. We have had him since he was a few weeks old. A neighbor‘s dog had puppies, and our “Murphy” was a runt. We immediately fell in love with him. He now takes Rimadyl each day for his hip, and it is a funny routine that occurs EVERY morning. Husband gives him a Rimadyl, and Murphy immediately spits it out on the floor. The husband says “You need to take that – it’s your medicine”. Murphy picks it back up and eats it. EVERY morning. Murphy has his share of quirks too numerous to mention – he usually carries a toy in his mouth – We call it his security “boo-boo”. Usually a stuffed squirrel or frog. He won’t pass through a door unless it is wide-open. He barks if my husband gives me a hug or smooch in the kitchen. When he goes for a walk with my husband, he barks for a full minute to let everyone know that he is VERY happy, taking his dad for a walk.
This month I participated in a free “Crochet Along”, also known as a “CAL”. Rebecca over at Yarn + Chai led over 20,000 people on a CAL to make her Malia tote. It was fun seeing all of the different colors people used, and how they enhanced the bag with lining or special findings. The pattern is still free and people are still signing up, so head on over there is you want to try something new. This is my first bag I’ve ever made, and first time working with mercerized cotton. I learned a lot and enjoyed the camaraderie. Here is my result:
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