Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Summer So Far

Sometimes the sky is too blue.

~Christie Watson (Tiny Sunbirds, Far Away)

                                                    

And sometimes a door isn't blue enough.

We were hanging out with some friends, listening to a band, talking about camper trailers, gardens and home improvement projects. Two of my girlfriends, who also live in our neighborhood, were commenting on how nice the paint job was coming along on the outside of our house. Chad was almost finished with the final wall.

 "What is the name of the color he's painting on your house?"

I told G, "Mexican Sand. Someday I might be able to talk Chad into painting our front door Turquoise. Wouldn't that look pretty?"

A and G both enthusiastically agreed. 

Then they each asked a few more questions, like: What color Turquoise? Light? Dark? Jade? Aloe? Then A said, "Oh, like the color of your necklace??!!"

"Yes! Exactly!"

A couple of days later, Chad and I went away to Red Feather. When we came back home, guess what?

We had a Turquoise door! 

I will say this, one of us wasn't very pleased. 

But, he's getting used to it. ;)

 

I met this guy up on Green Mountain. While photographing wild horses, he stood close by and hissed at me for fifteen minutes. Pronghorn make an unusual warning sound. A hiss. Or more like a spit.

This bad boy was charging around keeping everybody in line. 

A brown eyed beauty.

And his lovely family.
Forest games.
We pitched our teepee tent not far from this creek. 
There is nothing like sleeping next to the sound of a lulling stream.
Pretty inviting, wouldn't you say?
 
Indian Paintbrush is Wyoming's state flower and this forest is full of them.
That's where the wild horses live, out there.  In the summer the majority of them find refuge in the high country. Up here, in the cool pines. 
But, for some reason, it's been a real challenge trying to find them in their usual meadows this year.
This is part of the problem.
The West is getting fenced off.
 
But, we WERE entertained up on Big Meadow! 
Summer lovin' 
Just south of Cheyenne we bumped into some camels. They seemed comfortable and feeling right at home. 
Despite their strong association with the Middle East and Africa,  camels (along with wild horses) actually originated in North America some 45 million years ago.  Between 3 and 5 million years ago, they crossed the Bering land bridge to Eurasia and eventually migrated south.  ~The History Channel website
 
 

6 comments:

  1. Looks to be a great summer so far! Well, except for the barbed wire fence. I could go on and on about fences.....New Mexico is FULL of them. We can't go anywhere without running into a FENCE. Sometimes I am tempted to go Hayduke on them....

    But that photo of the baby with it's parents is beautiful. That one is worth a million bucks, woman.

    Enjoy your days in that high country. It suits you.
    xx

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  2. that turquoise door!! LOVE IT.
    the white cup-petal flower. it's perfect.
    and horses. always horses. love their toughness, their tenderness.

    xO

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  3. Love your turquoise door! I think its perfect:-) Beautiful home you have there.

    Oh my the high country is just stunning. It does look inviting. Bet the air is such a treat to breathe in.

    Mr Pronghorn is handsome. Funny he would hiss at your rather than run. But what a great photo op!

    And the horses... What can I say. So happy for you being able to go up there and spend time with them.

    I agree it is the best of times to camp near running water. The sound lulls you to sleep. Used to camp near Baker Creek in Big Pine, CA. Still one of my favorite spots even if it was a public campground.

    Love the pictures! Thank you for bringing a big smile to my face!

    xx

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  4. you have the *best* adventures!
    and I love your turquoise door xo

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  5. This is all so beautiful. Your summer is agreeable in every way :). Oh the cute camels, the pronghorn - exotic to me… the white flower - wow! Your two homes - the teepee by the refreshing creek and your adobe with new turquoise door. I love it all and love you.

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  6. Lynn, This is your best set yet. Thank you for bringing me along vicariously- which will have to do until reality becomes possible. Start to finish, your images flow like a sweet melody. Sort of like a jazz waltz, with a brief staccato frenzy at the fence, then lulling back until the somewhat offbeat crescendo of the camels at the finish. So happy and proud to call you my friend.

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