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Monthly Archives: January 2015
Seasons of the Sun–a Villanelle
Sunrise over Sheep Mountain
Winter solstice sunrise glows and finds the arc
of season’s seeking arrow, its final icy end,
Stonehenge mountains, where light strikes its ancient mark.
This solstice sunrise lends end to winter’s dark,
This beam that glows before next season’s march begins.
Winter solstice sunrise glows and finds the arc
when the sun creeps north, and gleams a glowing spark.
Early shine ascending ‘til equinox transcends
Stonehenge mountains, where light strikes its ancient mark.
Three Forks and Sheep Mountain flank sunbeams’s stark
ascendance, springtime’s even days, recalling when
Winter solstice sunrise glows and finds the arc
that leads northward, as time and stars embark.
Summer solstice on Reed Draw, northern boundary’s end.
Stonehenge mountains, where light strikes its ancient mark.
Rocky Mountain monoliths measure light from dark.
Mountain henges mark the march, mark when time portends
winter solstice sunrise glows and finds the arc
Stonehenge mountains, where light strikes its ancient mark.
Sadie the Border collie, Ranch Supervisor
Sadie supervising the bucks going up the hill
X marks the spot
Quoth the crow, “Nevermore”
Winter Scene and New Year poem
Squaw Mountain in Winter
The Year
What can be said in New Year rhymes,
That’s not been said a thousand times?
The new years come, the old years go,
We know we dream, we dream we know.
We rise up laughing with the light,
We lie down weeping with the night.
We hug the world until it stings,
We curse it then and sigh for wings.
We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
We wreathe our brides, we sheet our dead.
We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
And that’s the burden of the year.
— Ella Wheeler Wilcox
New Year’s Day at Powder Flat
Winter cows at Powder Flat
Pat and I celebrated New Year’s Day by visiting our employees, cows, horses, dogs and birds at Powder Flat (the sheep were a little father out). We could do this because we spent New Year’s Eve partying hardy with Pat’s Mom Marie, 98; Maeve, 8, McCoy, 4; and Rhen, 2. The cows are enjoying the bounty brought by last summer’s rain. They are still grazing, and looking fat and happy in spite of a couple of 30 below nights. We also admired two–count ’em two, litters of Livestock Guardian Dog puppies–seven each. That means puppies for sale! We also visited with last summer’s colts and a lot of birds who are enjoying the corn and hay.
Antonio and Tiarnan check out guardian litter number one
Four noses: Tiarnan, Antonio, guardian dog Mom, pups–litter two
Antonio, Pat, Oscar, Tiarnan and Eduardo at Powder Flat
Mother and child reunion
Future cavvy
Birds of a feather
Battle Mountain and Baker’s Peak from the west
Baker’s Peak and Mount Oliphant
Winter grazing at Powder Flat
Powder Flat headquarters with Powder Mountain to the north
And on the way home–the ones that got away, from the hunters
Ladder Ranch
