23 Apr 2017
Tags: 6th sense, deer, humor, life, life on the ranch, photography, wildlife
This morning I woke with an odd feeling. As I got dressed I had the strange sensation I was being watched.
Sure enough 5 sets of eyes were staring at me.
A family of deer stood perfectly still watching. As I aimed the camera they took off. A family of five tromped across my yard as calm as could be.
21 Apr 2017
Tags: diet, humor, nature, photography, pictures, rabbit, roses, weight
By the looks of the rabbit next to me I can only conclude that eating my roses makes one fat or he had too many chocolate easter eggs on delivery day.
19 Apr 2017
Tags: animals, art, deer, photography, quail, rabbits, wildlife
First sight was large bunnies in the front yard so I went to get the camera and saw the quails in back. If you look up close towards the blue board one is nesting. There were 20 more who ran around to the front so did I.
Well, look who is innocently walking away from the roses towards the pomegranate tree.
Invasion of hungry feisty and pregnant animals.
18 Apr 2017
Tags: art, cottontails, light, photography, pictures, sunset, the dance
It is that time of year the Bunny Hop begins.
16 Apr 2017
Tags: bunnies, humor, life high desert, roses, wildlife
Just when the roses start to bud and young leaves grow cover the delicate plants with animal net and chicken wire.
Here’s to beautiful roses!
12 Apr 2017
Tags: arrest, attitude, diary, humor, keith richards, life, mail
This morning I awoken happy to finally have my washing machine repaired and looking forward to washing clothes.
Clothes are in the machine and will soon need a place to dry. You may remember how the line broke leaving all my wet clothes in the dirt.
So I climb the mesquite tree and start tying on the line. Bees are very curious and distracted me enough I fell out of the tree my knee connecting with a hard rock. I am fine a bruse and a bit of stiffness. All I could think of was Keith richards..being a sensible woman i ran inside to hopefully find I only channeled falling out of a tree not his petrified looks. Assuring myself all was well I checked my knee a small scrape some swelling but not bad at all. I covered it with frankincense oil and ice.
The morning progressed clothes were hung to dry and I drive to the mail box where I open a warrent for my arrest from another state. My name was not correct but just as people interchange jack, jon, john, Juan it still needed to be investigated. I called the justice department who after asking for birthday and other personal information assured me it was not me and they would remove my address from the warrent.
Well it’s just another day in the high desert.
01 Apr 2017
Tags: border, coyote, humour, illegals, medicine man, rez life, thoughts
The reservation crosses the border often illegals believe it an easier way to the states.
On his way back from performing a ceremony a medicine man drove around the bend only to be confronted with a man laying across the top of a chain link fence pretending to nap. As he looked at this strange sight the man opened an eye meeting the medicine man’s eye. He looked across the road where a coyote sat watching the events.
Coyote asked what the man was doing. Both shrugged and shared a laugh as the man continued to “nap” atop the frence.