Sunday, May 31, 2015

The Hereford Hotel, est. 1912

Saturday, May 30, 2015

Two Paintings: The Swamp and Home From School

Thursday, May 28, 2015

Favorite Quotes

Chief Dan George as Lone Watie in the Outlaw Josie Wales:
  • We thought about it for a long time, "Endeavor to persevere." And when we had thought about it long enough, we declared war on the Union.
  • I didn't surrender neither. But they took my horse and made him surrender...Now he's pullin' a wagon up in Kansas.
  • All I have is a piece of hard rock candy. But it's not for eating. It's just for looking through.

James Arness as Matt Dillon in Gunsmoke:

    "There's always something alive on the prairie even if you can't see it".

Harry Pope:

    "Stand on your two hind legs and shoot like a man".

Edward Woodward as Breaker Morant:

    "Well Peter, this is what comes of empire-building".

Yogi Berra:

    "When you come to a fork in the road, take it".

    "Cut my pie into four pieces, I don't think I could eat eight".

    "I never said most of the things I said".

    "You can observe a lot just by watching".

Goober Pyle:

"Well, I can't tell, 7 o'clock means supper, 9 o'clock means coffee and cake, but 8 o'clock don't mean nothin'."

Gene Wilder, The Waco Kid, Blazing Saddles:

"I musta killed more men than Cecil B. Demille".

Chief Joseph:

"Hear me, my chiefs!  I am tired.  My heart is sick and sad.  From where the sun now stands, I will fight no more forever".


Before Breaking Ground

On the Rise

Sunday, May 24, 2015

A Pint of Bass Imported Pale Ale

A Memorial Day Bouquet

We'll Sleep Tomorrow

Hold my horse, dear Nina
He’s choked by the sun
All day we been fightin’
And I’m tired of the run

The gold handled saber
Has blood on the hilt
The blade, it shines
Like the day it was built

The muskets weigh heavy
On the shoulders of Abe
We’ll sleep tomorrow
In a shallow mass grave

Hold my horse, dear Nina
I’m parched by the sun
My ears are ringin’
From the noise of the guns

The road runs crimson
With the blood of good men
No wagons to carry them
No comfort from friends

Saturday, May 23, 2015

The Game


It was morning when he left that night
I think the month was May
They drank until broad daylight
With one last game to play

The cards were on the table
He had spades in his hand
He waited until the mood was stable
Then he executed his plan

Big Joe stared at the poker face
Than Dan wore with pride
Joe arched his back in defiant grace
Dan took it all in stride

Joe said, with a face so blank,
“Are there hearts in your hand?”
Dan organized his cards by rank;
Said, “With this hand I’ll stand”

Joe, said again, ready to fight
“Are there hearts in your hand?”
Dan held his cards to the light;
“Go fish,” he said, “or throw in your hand”

Winter Mountains

Apsaalooke Tipis at Yellowtail

watercolor - 5x7

Moon Glow Forest

watercolor - x7