Dashed were my hopes of a new pup!
The recipes discovered are grand, the stories behind the recipes are entertaining and the characters are divine. The tales that unravel while I research and write become much more than recipes, much more than cooking. The people who do the cooking, the nourishing, do so much more. Much more work, love and living go into cooking for cowboys than you ever imagined.
I did not wear red and green out of seasonal cheer today. I dressed in these colors early this morning, while struggling to recall my dreams lost. I realize the red and green garments are seasonally appropriate and am startled by my unconsciousness’s clothing selection. Though, I’m not feeling exactly joyful and festive on the…
Busten out ponies that no one else would. No withers, no buttocks, no saddle to stride on Bungo and Mojo, Mama did ride.
I found this folded piece of paper tucked inside my Great Great Grandfather, Revered John Robert’s, bible. -Author and date of publication unknown-
“The season of awakening has arrived. Everything, it happens for a reason, and in perfect time.”
Who needs the radio?