Tag Archives: Greasy Creek

Riding Drag

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WPC (1) — “Contrasts”

 

Going Home

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Mothers to the weaned calves that went to town Wednesday were ready to head home when we arrived early yesterday morning. A small front passing through Yosemite left us overcast with a cool upcanyon breeze.

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The cows know the routine and really only need us to open and close the gates.

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A beautiful morning to be horseback despite the dust. No hoots, no hollers, easy business as the cows chugged up the hill, going home.

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Compadres.

 

 

ASCENSION

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Native generations rise
at water, hoof and pad,
inhaled at dawn.

 

 

Weekly Photo Challenge (1) “Between”

LAST SUPPER

May 9, 2014

May 9, 2014

 

We have culled the cows again,
dependable girls
raising good calves every year

let me walk within the crowd
of old hides in the corral—
we’ve known each other well.

It was artful, the long trail
of green alfalfa flakes
spaced on dry grassless ground,

last evening’s table set before
I called them from their shade tree—
before today’s auction ring.

It’s time.
They will never look
this good again.

 

 

WOOD AND STEEL

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Keeping corrals together
is not improved
by the more nails you use.

 

 

DRY

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THE ELEPHANT

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We are gnats on the elephant
dependent on weather
and her mastodonian nature:
a flick of an ear or a downpour.

She has taught us to be adaptable,
to stay humble, to turn tragedies
to opportunities and despite
our good luck, revel quietly

upon our small part of her dusty
hide. And she accepts us—as long as
we remain less irritating than those
on the rest of her landscape.

 

 

WPC— LIKE DEER

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We flee into the wild
when found, rushing
for the moment to forget.

 

 

WPC—’Split-Second Story’

WILD WATCHING

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Not many left who care
to see the dance, a flash
of flesh beneath her leaves,

she teases him when he’s not
watching hawks and deer—
well before you ever get there.

 

Glimpses

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On the dark side,
colorful glimpses of spring
that we just can’t believe.