endless

Back to the east pasture.

I find this place to be endlessly

fascinating?...

beautiful?...

endless?... 

This picture keeps catching my eye.

Props to my iPhone camera;

It continues to amaze me.

O Holy Dog

timing is everything

First day of Winter,

and right on time...

Two feet of it!

Seriously, folks... what's not to love?

winter life

At this time of year,

when the days are cold and short

 and the shadows are long,

the ranch quietly sustains its own way of life.

Wildlife silently crosses the land.

The horses live in their own society.

And while some cows are dying,
 others are calving.

In the presence of Winter,

life goes on.

dream dog

A dog's midwinter's night dream.

canal dog

Yeah, I'll wait here for you.

But I sure ain't pullin' your boat.

up from the pasture

Again, not a good photo, but I'm out of time.

And patience.

Resolution: fix camera setup. 

the devil's footprint

Recently, the dog and I were walking along the river

late one afternoon in a remote area of the ranch.

Dusk was quickly falling,

 and I knew we'd better head back down the canyon.

As we turned to go home, 

something on the ground caught my eye.

Tracks.

Animal tracks, I thought.

I leaned over to look closely and took some pictures.

These were like no tracks I had ever seen before.

Not cow.

Nor deer, nor elk.

Not even mountain goat.

They gave me the creeps, 

and we high-tailed it back home.

I can't find anything on Google, 

and until someone can tell me otherwise,

they look like the devil's footprint. 

brrrrr

It's cold enough to turn you to stone.

MY ball