Thursday Throwbacks, Et. Al.

I believe this is Kelly, one of the many horses in the fairly recent Tibbs Arabians history.

  That's her mom Annie (Horse) and Barbara holding her in the barnyard at the old North Boyer farm.  At one time we had Annie Horse, Annie Dog and Annie Love of Sandpoint, Idaho.

That's Willie when he must have been about 9 or 10.

The barnyard on North Boyer served as scene for many family activities back in the day.  

This photo of Barbara and Laurie and the one below of Bill  were taken on a hike a few years ago up to the Scout northeast of Bonners Ferry where we were along the Idaho/Montana border and seemingly on top of the world.

It was a long hike, but the scenery was incomparable. One account calls this area the wildess nonwilderness in the Lower 48. 

I figure my friend Helen and her vacationing family will like this and the one below, taken not long after we moved to the Lovestead.  This is Helen and Skip's daughter Pam and her two children, signing in to the Lodgepole Society circa 2007.

I'm pretty sure of the year cuz we had Lily by then, and that quansit storage shed was still standing.  Twould be an understatement to say that our fences have improved considerably since then. 

A lovely clump of daisies taken around 2007. 

Not a throwback but maybe a cow out of its normally accepted pasture----North Idaho.  Yes, this was taken yesterday along Selle Road, not Texas.

This lovely bovine mama belongs to my neighbor Gary Finney, and I'm wondering how long those long horns are gonna grow.  

Not a throwback unless yesterday counts.

Honest to goodness view from a huckleberry patch where I returned for more picking yesterday.

No bears, but I did almost step in a fairly fresh pile of scat. 

Today's history notes in the Daily Bee talked about Girl Scouts arriving at the Sandpoint train depot and getting on buses bound for Farragut and the 1965 Girl Scout Roundup.

It was the first big gathering since the Navy recruits trained during WWII at the base, later turned state park.

Like so many locals, we went to see the Roundup, and my mother took her camera.  The photos (above and below)  have a few scratches and fingerprints, but they document the crowds who showed up for the event which drew Girl Scouts from across the nation. 

Three generations represented here, although not by direct line.  Grandma Tibbs is showing little Maureen something while Aunt Barbara looks on. 

I love this photo because it illustrates the peaceful bliss we often enjoyed on our North Boyer farm.

As my brothers and I pose in the back ground near the barn, Largo and her firstborn Shadow enjoy a nap during the summer sunshine in the front pasture.

The peace and quiet and serenity of that scene gradually changed as the airport increased in size and so did its traffic.

During the last years of our family owning that farm, my sisters gave riding lessons in that field as lear jets took off and landed just over our heads.

Photos like this remind us of the good ol' days on North Boyer. 

Fast forward to 2015's answer to the Beatles heat-throb mania and two ladies who served as surrogate moms at last night's One Direction concert in Seattle.

When you're a surrogate mom at an event which attracts thousands of fanatic teen boppers (what do they call 'em now?), you've gotta act the part.

So, I don't know the whole story, but I am wondering who had more fun at the concert:  Swiss Miss and Selina or Debbie and Annie.

Guess I'll hear all the details soon.

Happy Thursday.