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A Change of Season, Sunday Writing Prompt

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It was beautiful fall in Sheridan Wyoming when I arrived on Oct. 1
as well as a light rain.
Patti and Jim decided it was time to cut back the tall ornamental grass before the snow came.
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and a different sort of precipitation covered the front walk. No tall grass to be weighted down!
And color vanished from the world as it was covered by snow….
The front walk was transformed, and my socks got wet walking to the car!
The back porch went from a light dusting to a heavy icing,
What we braved to reach Sanderson’s Store.
The neighbor’s fence acquired its own piles
and we all turned to inside activities: cuddling the dog,
(Some of us turned into little piggies at the prospect
and were sent outside to work for their appetites.
They had few objections, quickly bending over
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And later rode along as their dad drove me home.
Morning brought Patti’s scrambled eggs
as well as icicles which in the heat of the sun, melted slowly away.
began to melt away,
drop after drop.

This is a post from a few years ago, when it was still possible to travel to a place where there is a notable change of seasons. In my part of Mexico, the changes are not so observable. The hills get lush green in the rainy season and after 6 months or so, get a bit beiger each month until June, when the rain starts and they green up again. Things bloom year round, so otherwise, it’s hard to tell what season it is. For the past 19 years, my years have been broken into rainy season and non-rainy season. Keeps it simple.

For the Sunday Writing Prompt: Change of Season

Winterfall (#TheChangingSeasons)

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To see the photos in order and read the story, click on the first photo and then on right arrows.

It was beautiful fall in Sheridan Wyoming when I arrived on Oct. 1
as well as a light rain.
Patti and Jim decided it was time to cut back the tall ornamental grass before the snow came.
\
and a different sort of precipitation covered the front walk. No tall grass to be weighted down!
And color vanished from the world as it was covered by snow….
The front walk was transformed, and my socks got wet walking to the car!
The back porch went from a light dusting to a heavy icing,
What we braved to reach Sanderson’s Store.
The neighbor’s fence acquired its own piles
and we all turned to inside activities: cuddling the dog,
(Some of us turned into little piggies at the prospect
and were sent outside to work for their appetites.
They had few objections, quickly bending over
Young artist
And later rode along as their dad drove me home.
Morning brought Patti’s scrambled eggs
as well as icicles which in the heat of the sun, melted slowly away.
began to melt away,
drop after drop.

Leavings: Sunday Trees 310

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There are so many beautiful old trees in Sheridan, Wyoming, that it is hard to choose what to show next.  Here are a handful! Click on any one to enlarge all.

For Becca’s Sunday Trees.

Ladies Who Paint

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None of these ladies would formerly have identified themselves as painterly, but when three of them bid for a group art lesson at a local charity auction and invited the rest of us to attend the experience, we all had the chance to test our painterly acumen.  As you might notice below, originality was neither called for nor tolerated.  The nice lady at the far left directed our efforts, step by step, and the result was what you see far below.IMG_0974

Can you guess which three of these women are named Judy?  You’ll recognize Marilyn looking much more like herself than in the Scrub Daddy post.  The woman in yellow is my sister Patti, the tall pretty lady between them is my long time friend and college little sister, Patty. Marti, another best friend from college days onwards is next to our teacher and Jackie is in the horizontal stripes that bother my astigmatism no end.  I am the too-short haircut between Jackie and Marilyn (sorry, Audrey).

IMG_1003Ta da!!!  How many things can you find that we have in common in the photo?  Yes, I cheated and made my moon a blood moon and my stars bleeding stars.  I plan not to change my career plans as a result of this experience, but it was fun fun fun and I thank Marilyn, Patty and Patti for inviting us all.  Eight participants and only 4 names between the eight of us.  I once had three Pattys visit me at the same time. I find it a great boost to my ego that I didn’t get their names confused once.

Drive

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From Denver to Cheyenne to Sheridan to Murdo to Sheridan again, for these past three weeks I’ve been in overdrive!  It has been wonderful, but it is about over.  If you’ve never driven through Wyoming and South Dakota, this is just a tiny bit of what you have missed. Today, back to Sheridan, Tuesday to Denver, Wednesday back to Mexico.

This has been a fabulous trip, but, yesterday I literally tripped and fell flat trying to take a photo in the middle of Main Street in my home town during its 100th birthday celebration––luckily after the parade!  So, twisted ankle, swollen knee, wrenched back.  Time to go back to a different home.  My camera broke, so few pictures of people were retrievable, but in a day or so, I’ll have some stories to tell.  Good news is, after two trips from the router guys who had to come 150 miles to do repairs, looks like my friend Mark’s motel has had its wifi  problems taken care of.

It has been 50 years that I’ve been coming to these 5 year all-school reunions.  In that time, the high school population has shrunk by half, down to 49 students, even though it has gone from being a town school to a county-wide school.  Lots of energy still left judging by last night’s alumni dance–the floor mainly populated by young families and cowboys and cowgirls. Still a good representation by my class of 1965, but that is a story for a day when I don’t have to pack and be in the car in minutes.   Bye, Murdo.  See you again in five years.

Please click on the first photo to enlarge them all and see the true magnitude of these prairie views.

 

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Monkey See? Cee’s Odd Ball Photo Challenge, 2016 Week 27

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Monkey See, Monkey No See
IMG_1045Love this large sculpture on the street in Sheridan, Wyoming.  I could be kept busy for days photographing all of the public sculpture here.  This one, I think, qualifies as an oddball.

 

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Streets of Sheridan

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More images of Sheridan, Wyoming. A new baby buffalo in the elk and buffalo reserve, concerts in the park, more public sculptures, old buildings and signs mixed with new, an old theater where a drama festival takes place every summer and plays and music are staged throughout the year, interesting stores, restaurants and cowboys boots in size 0 to 15!!!

Meet You at the Mint

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For 109 years, people have been saying “Meet you at the Mint” in Sheridan, Wyoming.  The oldest bar in town, some of its stories are written on the walls, others rebound in the memories of some of the old timers who go there.  The photo on the back wall over the pool table shows a lone cowboy astride his horse watching a mile-long string of cattle make their way through the snow.  Below the photo, the cowpokes at the pool table turned out to be visitors from Great Britain fresh from a week of cowboy lessons in Montana.  The attractive bartender enjoys the lull before the hordes descend for the upcoming rodeo, when she will be joined by 5 other bartenders to deal with the crowd. Silent witnesses above the bar give testimony to the fact that this is hunting country.  The embossed walls show off local brands.

Mint Bar: Thursday Doors, July 7, 2016

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I first saw the Mint Bar (Sheridan, Wyoming) fifty years ago when I came home with friends I met at the University of Wyoming, and it was an old bar then.  Here’s the front door.  If you want to come inside, I’ll show photos tomorrow.  Curious???

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