Fall Festivities on the Ranch
Fall is so busy on the ranch! We’re getting ready for winter by checking all the pipes to make sure they’re properly insulated. We’ve constructed a new rain catchment system to help save water for when it gets dry again. We’ve gathered, cut and split 5 cords of wood. We’ve cleaned out the vegetable beds and prepped them for winter. We’ve cleaned out the landscaping of dead and overgrown weeds. We’ve been riding our horses in the grand and glorious fall weather almost every day! We have even gone on some wild turkey scouting expeditions.
Jill Came Tumbling After
Until I took a tumble down the stairs! Of course, I pick the stairwell that isn’t lit up like a roman candle like the rest of them are! Back story: I’m visiting my daughter in Santa Cruz. I’m excited to use the pool at the resort where I’m staying and as I hurry down the stairs I miss the last step and fall to my knees, elbow and head clocking my head on the cement enclosure around the stairwell landing. OwOwOw! Only a medium foot sprain. Only a road rash knee, elbow and palm. But what about the head? My vanity doesn’t want to get the paramedics but my daughter convinces me otherwise and they come and they ask the silly questions and then they pronounce me well enough that I may decide if I want a ride to the emergency room and if not will I sign this release. So I do (sign the release) and then my daughter and I go back to my room. It’s late. It’s bed time for an old geezer like me but of course now I’m ambivalent about falling asleep. What if I croak in my sleep or miss some important warning signs that my brain is swelling up like a balloon?
I finally decide that if it’s my time then so be it. I have fitful sleep but eventually morning arrives and I’m still alive. My foot barely goes into my boot without copious amounts of teeth gritting and I get the boot on and hobble down to breakfast. The hotel is so upset that they’re still hovering just like they did last night and now they’re treating me to breakfast. The least they can do!
Now I’m waiting for the blood clot to form to end my silly life but hopefully that will never happen. Marty is doing all my ranch work and I’m very, very bummed. Being stove up is so very annoying, isn’t it?
A wonderful thing happened. My Aunt J who is my mom’s youngest sister found a pin my mother wore when she was young. Here’s a picture of her wearing it for the portrait of four generations of first born children. Grandma F, Mom, me, Grandpa W.
My mom was an original. She didn’t do things like “normal” people do. To everything she did she brought a creativity that was so amazing.
This is the pin close up. Even then I was in love with it. Look at where I’m looking. I’m trying to look at the pin without anybody knowing. What a sly little child I was.
Here is the pin as it looks today.
Has anybody ever seen a pin like this? It’s so unique. Just like my mom. While most moms (god bless ‘em) are wearing one of those cut glass brooches with a lot of little fake diamonds what is my mom wearing? She’s wearing something that looks like a free form ink sketch. Where did she get it? What is it made out of? What a complete class act she was, I declare! So whenever someone tells me I have good taste I shriek out but you should have seen my mom she was my total inspiration and mentor. All you had to do was stand next to her and classy dharshan flowed all over you. Too bad more of it did not stick to me. But some of it did and for that I am undeniably grateful.
|Mom and I - ready to go to church|
Here’s to mom. Long May She Wave!