Green '46 Chevy pick-up. Ben in his town clothes and white hat was greeted as a local and happy to tell the story of his ranch truck...purchased by his father new. Later the two of them re-built the engine. Ben stood in front of the front grill with the hood open while other "classic" car owners wandered. He always had a group of other ranchers gathered talking and laughing.
6.26.2010
Green '46 Chevy pick-up. Ben in his town clothes and white hat was greeted as a local and happy to tell the story of his ranch truck...purchased by his father new. Later the two of them re-built the engine. Ben stood in front of the front grill with the hood open while other "classic" car owners wandered. He always had a group of other ranchers gathered talking and laughing.
6.25.2010
A hazy day squeaking out only enough direct light for this one card, matching my one and only focus...picking up John at the airport to celebrate 38 years together.
6.23.2010
The wind took a small limb from the cottonwood. I left it at the front door to think what to do with it...wanting each loss to find a purpose or use. It remained there for days untouched until one morning I discovered every leaf eaten from its branches. A night visitation. I hadn't seen deer in the yard, but the next dusk there was a pair of velvet antlers bending to tender leaves just out my window.
6.22.2010
An afternoon rainstorm momentarily held me in glass sheets of water, then thundering hail. The distant blue horizon was lost to view, ceasing to be a locator and definition of place.
6.21.2010
First day of summer...Wild iris bloom in the ditch, antelope are flushed out inadvertently from the fence line in such a ruffle and squawk that no markings can be made out for identification.
7.2.2010
A last work day before family arrives. All will shift... from contemplation to interaction... from working to wrestling... and ultimately a bonfire and love.