When I go to see my horses over at Roxane's, there is almost always a bonus experience.
Other owners come and do various things with their beloved 4-legged friends, and so the friendships are both 4-legged and two.
Team Helen and Reno are part of the gang. I knew Helen before I started boarding. In fact, I had her son Dylan as a student at Sandpoint High.
I've also been pleased that Helen and my Lily have a connection: they both came from Oklahoma.
Plus, she has a perennial upbeat outlook on life and always a smile. Both can be contagious.
Yesterday Helen decided to catch Reno and simply groom him outside in the sunshine. The scene made for a perfect photo op.
Love ya, Helen!
Miss Bridie enjoying a nap in ultimate comfort after helping Bill out in the woods.
My sisters, both riding National Champions, on a trail ride at the Wyman Preserve north of Sandpoint.
Loudest mouths!
Well, that sure helped Jim and me get the nod for "Best School Spirit" at Sandpoint High School in 1965.
I think we're a lot tamer these days.
Below: an Easter Sunday at the Lovestead.
Cis (right) is wrapping up her blog this week. Upon reaching the milestone of 20 years of "From a Simple Mind," she has decided to embrace "The End."
Cis and I both were inspired to start blogs back in 2005 after participating and commenting on Dave Oliveria's Spokesman-Review blog, known as "Huckleberries."
Through his giving out ideas and taking in responses from a number of people in the North Idaho area, he can take credit for being the inspiration behind a number of blogs. Back in those days when folks had no idea what a "blog" was, they often referred to these online journals as "blobs."
It took just about as long it did for anyone outside the Inland Northwest to learn how to pronounce GonZAGa as it did for readers to finally accept the term "blog."
As an aside, we noticed last week that the ZAGS are still thought of as the "ZOGS" in some sports commentators' minds.
Anyway, Cis and I have both reached the 20-year milestone in publishing our thoughts, experiences and pictures for an audience that could extend to the far reaches of the "World Wide Web."
Congratulations, Cis. BTW: beside our friendship revolving around blogs, Cis served as an invaluable friend and helper to my mother.
Her nursing background, her love of people and her similar horsey background from her native Rhode Island made for a perfect fit when my mother was still living at home. Once or twice a week, they visited and Cis helped Mother with household chores.
Cis relationship with Mother has always been appreciated more than she could ever imagine.
So, Cis! Happy Retirement. Maybe one of these days I'll get smart enough to join you.
Thanks for all the virtual memories when you "tossed those words" and posted the photos.
Willie and one of his best buddies Rusty. They both went to Patti's Daycare and later played on the same team.
It won't be long before we start seeing Tony again. He's our lawn implement wizard, and I'm guessing that it's just a few weeks before we call him to tune up the machines.
Kids were baking one day when I visited the local Waldorf School.
Below:
Second graders from Lincoln School about 1955.
Mrs. Hazel Lunn was our teacher.
I'm sure she was a nice lady but when you're second grader and she gives you "U's" in penmanship because your 5's and S's don't have long enough tails, you hold a grudge, even though you did make those tails longer.
Those unsatisfactory grades came during the era of suggesting to students that "You're left-handed; you will never succeed in penmanship."
Nonetheless, I did okay in penmanship from that point on with the Palmer Method.
Once I hit junior high and the rails came off, my first rebellion was to write cursive back-handed and leave just little straight sticks for my y's and g's.
It felt liberating.
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