This is your horse on apples.
Things happen when horses eats apples and the juice squishes around in their mouths.
If you were thinking this is head with no horse, think again. A wide-angle shot can provide a rather distorted image.
CB still has his body, and he was emphatically using it this morning while being last in line to go to pasture.
He gets a little revved up when he has to wait.
In other news, I did wear a coat this morning but will probably put it aside for a few days as the temperature is creeping up again, and we'll go back to July sunny, dry weather.
Happily, we received a little rain yesterday afternoon and listened to a series of thunder boomers.
So, it's okay to see the sun and resume the summer routine again for a while---as long as the nights stay cool.
Mitzi, on the right, sent this photo to me last night.
The instant I saw it, a flood of pleasant memories lit up my mind. After that, a big smile came across my face.
The photo was taken by someone from a waiting crowd 40 years ago.
We are standing near the gates of Disneyland where we played for a full day together after having spent the previous night together in Los Angeles.
"We" included Jeralyn Lewis Mire, Mrs. Love, Steve Neuder and Mitzi Hawkins.
At the time, my mother and I were enroute to Mexico City where we would spend most of Spring Break with my brother Mike and his family.
We decided that a stopover in Los Angeles was appropriate, so I contacted one of the three in the photo. I believe it was Mitzi, and she contacted the others.
So, while I spent time with these friends, Mother stayed with a childhood friend from Michigan who had moved to California.
All three of my friends were former students, all of whom I had gotten to know and love while teaching at Sandpoint High School.
By this time, all three had graduated from college and were working in Los Angeles.
For Steve, his main gig was Disneyland, and for Steve, who knew the entertainment scene in the area, it was a treat for him to guide us well into the night through some of the hot spots of LA.
We saw a show at the Comedy Store and we visited the Hollywood Walk of Fame, among other attractions.
The next day we spent more about 12 hours in Disneyland. I'll admit that I probably did not take as many rides as my friends, but I did enjoy a repetition or two or three on "It's a Small World." That was more my speed, as I'm not the bravest person on wild rides.
It was a special weekend with some former students and long-lasting great friends, and it was followed by a wonderful week getting to know the sights and culture of Mexico City.
I did bring back more than I bargained for from Mexico after thoughtlessly biting into a big strawberry.
There were enough demons in that single strawberry to keep me "on the move" for almost three weeks afterward.
Forty years later, my three friends have all found their way back to Sandpoint where each contributes to our community in very positive ways.
And, each is still a special friend.
Twas lunch with Cindy yesterday as Bill, my friend Chris and I enjoyed some quality time visiting with our favorite Vatican bureau chief and papal world traveler.
Soon, Cindy will embark on a new chapter in her life, but for the time being, she is still reporting on the day-to-day activities of Pope Leo XIV, 'cept for when she's on vacation, of course.
Anyway, we had a great visit, and on our way out the door, we enjoyed some more visiting with some Sandpoint staples.
One is a local legend for his time spent as a ski patrolman at Schweitzer and his longtime roll in friends' weddings---either as a best man or the one performing the ceremony.
If locals haven't guessed, that's the guy in the middle, John Pucci. His son Jonah is on the right and their friend Scott (a former student) is on the left.
Jonah and John share a passion and bond, as you'll see in the Inlander story in the link.
Everyone of our group had some choice tidbits to share in that fast-moving conversation.
Always good to see John, whom I've known since childhood.
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