Sights on the Buffalo River

It always feels like someone is watching you.

Does anybody know the name of these beauties?

Canoeing the Buffalo River

The River finally cooperated enough for a small float-We floated from Hasty to Carver. The weather was warm-Paul even thought it was warm enough to go shirtless.

Cowgirl Up

Ok so I'm not a cowgirl yet-but I have made it on and off the horse without hurting myself or anyone else.

Red Clover

My lil' sister is driving around to look at Blue Bonnets, but here in Arkansas-Red clover is blooming on all the road sides and fields. And what Blue Bonnets are to Lee, Red Clover is to me. It means spring. I love the look of it and the smell and it brings back lots of happy memories. I can't tell you how many times I've stopped the car so a kid could pick some of this delicious clover for a special bunny. I don't know which was happier-the rabbit eating the clover or the kid giving it to the rabbit-I could swear both wear grinning. I remember doing the same thing as a child-I also remember taking off my shoes to run bare foot through a field of clover with my best friend. The clover felt so good until one of us stepped on a honey bee and we always did. The joy we felt always outweighed the pain, so if I limp in front of you-know there's nothing seriously wrong, I just haven't grown up yet.

Pepper

Pepper is a mare that is fourteen hands high. She let me ride her this weekend-actually she allowed me to climb on and be led around the yard. She is supposed to be "gentle", but if you ask me-"gentle" horses don't up seat numerous riders. I've been trying to upload some pictures but no luck so far.

The Wreck in Retrospect

My youngest had a wreck yesterday. Her very smart boyfriend called to tell me the news and very very quickly assured me that EVERYONE involved was not hurt. They made sure the other people were ok and then called the police (I guess it's a little warped that I'm proud that she knew that had to be done).She hit someone from behind and I think she learned something from this experience-like its a must to have insurance and that accidents happen- that's why insurance companies can charge out the wazoo.I picked up somethings out of her car and was amazed that no one was hurt.The windshield is smashed.The front of the car is heavily damaged. I admit I got a little teary eyed thinking my baby went through this wreck. So I said a quick prayer of thanks to the Man upstairs. When I drove through East End, they were having a funeral. Then I said a much longer prayer.