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As we shift from beaches to barnyards, I’ll be sharing some images from the 110th National Western Stock Show in Denver. MKL was a wonderful substitute for Kelsea who, as I’m sure I’ve said about twenty times, missed the Stock Show for the first time in 19 years. She was six weeks old at the time of her first visit. MKL and I went twice this year, which was YAY for me, since I could go every day. It has always been a dream of mine to work for the NWSS. There’s some farm girl deep inside of me that just feels so at home among the livestock. I’ve always felt this way, but have never acted on it. At this stage of our life together, I don’t think it’s a good fit either. But I have the Stock Show every year, and the only thing MKL wouldn’t (most wisely) do, which Kelsea and I would have done is put a bid in on a cow in the Beef Palace. Just a small $100 bid, one on which we would have been immediately outbid. Or else we’d have a cow in the front yard now. Anyway, as I say, MKL is wise. Though he did look the part of a wealthy rancher on both visits.

We saw two rodeos one of which included mutton bustin’ and some really rank bulls, had a meet-and-greet with llamas and alpacas, saw Highland cattle, angus bulls, sheep, pigs, goats, chickens, geese, ducks, peacocks, buffalo, and Longhorns. I petted a yak. We had a beer at the Yard Bar. I got manure on my boots. We ate corn dogs and MKL had a deep-fried Twinkie. And I was as happy as …. well, as happy as could be.

Do you remember fairy tales of the poor farm girl swept up in some whirlwind romance and whisked off to the city to lead a life of luxury? Why does no one ever sweep the busy city girl of to a farm?

A Sheepish SmileDenver, Colorado.

Quote of the day: “Love grows wherever you plant it, so I try to farm it wherever I go.” — Jarod Kintz

Daily gratitudes:
Peyton Manning and the Denver Broncos
Lap cats
Artichokes
Love
My girls

 

While this wasn’t taken here, I am increasingly confident every day that spring — nay, summer! — is here. The same blue sky, the same green grass, the same black cows, the same white sheep. 

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Port Enyon, Wales.

Quote of the day: “A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens to them silently for a long time, this longing reveals its kernel, its meaning. It is not so much a matter of escaping from one’s suffering, though it may seem to be so. It is a longing for home, for a memory of the mother, for new metaphors for life. It leads home.” — Herman Hesse

Daily gratitudes:
MKL
Birthdays
Sunshine
Lunch outside
Driving one of the BMWs

It looks as if the mist is coming down the mountain to gobble up the sheep – who seem to be slightly aware of this, as they are snuggling up behind the shrubbery.

Sheep in Wales

Along the road in Wales.

Quote of the day: “I feel like you can look inside me and see all the places I am odd or unusual and fit your heart around them, for you are odd and unusual in just the same way.”  —  Cassandra Clare

Daily gratitudes:
Rain
Bed
Getting things done
Good books
Potentials
Grumpy Cat

Aside: I discovered today that this month is NaPoWriMo – National Poetry Writing Month – in which participants are to write one poem each day. I’m already late, but I’m going to try to play along, so stay tuned for poetry.

 

Not exactly white and fluffy, but full of character.  Hope you had a blessed Easter!

Easter Sheep

Portland, Oregon.

Quote of the day: “Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.” —  Marcus Aurelius

Daily gratitudes:
A lovely family dinner
A gorgeous spring day
My girl
Late afternoon walks
Looking like an angel
Crocuses
The scent of daffodils

The Soares’ pet lamb at Neptune’s Treasure will never be dinner, despite her name.

Anegada, British Virgin Islands.

Quote of the day: The path to our destination is not always a straight one. We go down the wrong road, we get lost, we turn back. Maybe it doesn’t matter which road we embark on. Maybe what matters is that we embark.  —  Barbara Hall

Daily gratitudes:
The nice lady I met in front of the Lucky Pie this morning
Keeping to my calorie count
Playful spirits
Only setting the steak slightly on fire
Getting a seat on the bus this morning
Getting home by 8:00

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