A Buddy Turns Six
The trail is the thing,
not the end of the trail.
Travel too fast and you miss
all you are traveling for.
~ Louis L'Amour
Little Buckaroo Ranch still a favorite
Exhuberance is beauty. — William Blake
When I was a horse last time
I had wings and knew the wind so well....
I needed nothing but the sun,
the moon and stars
and all the load I carried was the Heart -
All the load I carried was the Heart.
More Photos
A hat of clouds she wore this day -
Action girl, with friends to see -
Her blue eyes blazing full of joy...
A hat of clouds made just for glee.
A hat of red and a pony tail -
The saddle hand-tooled leather,
Her spirited steed, the pony Dawn -
A swoosh of wind for a feather!
Happy Trails
by Roy Rodgers & Dale Evans
(they were nice people)
Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.
Happy trails to you, 'till we meet again.
Some trails are happy ones,
Others are blue.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts,
Here's a happy one for you.
Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.
Happy trails to you, 'till we meet again.
Cowgirls have come a long way.
No longer confined to being just a cowboy's sweetheart, cowgirls hold their own when roping and riding.
Whether riding horses or roping cattle,
these cowgirls have taken women out of the house
and into the wild.
Strong, independent, and spirited,
cowgirls shine with pride.
— from the Cowgirl Calendar
About Dusty and Lefty: I am just going to go ahead and assume that you are a girl, okay? On behalf of the cowboys on the radio, I thank you for your loyalty and for naming your cowgirls after them. I hope your Dusty and Lefty don't get into rotgut whiskey or smoking or chewing or spitting or singing mournful ballads, and if you ever come across an old CD, "Songs of the Cat," in a thrift store or rummage sale, you'll find a cat cowboy ballad there to play for your friends.
— Garrison Keillor
