I read a description of the phrase, heart on your sleeve, and it sure fits a lot of namby pamby people these days. Because it said the phrase means everyone can see your emotions no matter how hard you try to hide them. And it also said, if you’re the kind of person who’s heart is on your sleeve, you get hurt easily “by … The rest of the story…
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Elgielene and I never had kids. Not because we didn’t want them. But there were complications. And that’s another story I’m not gettin’ into right now. But I’ve had somewhere around 30 nieces and nephews to observe. So, I’ve seen enough silly things kids do to fill up an album. And I DID fill up an album about the silly things kids do. A … The rest of the story…
When it’s time for bed, there’s nothing more effective to get little kids to sleep than bedtime stories and lullaby songs. Unless, of course, your little kids are intergalactic aliens with no respect for authority. Then, all bets are off. And you’d better get your force field up and your lightsaber ready. But little Bedtime Buckaroos are able to understand why it’s time for … The rest of the story…
I don’t have a clue how many pony breeds are out there. Sure, I could look that up in the search engines. But I’m not interested in any of them that don’t start with the letter P. Sounds tetched in the head, right? Wrong. Because I love alliteration. And I needed pony breeds that start with P. And that’s because I wrote a song … The rest of the story…
I’ve always loved the old westerns. The movies where the good guys won. And the bad guys lost. Those movies where cowboys, villains, sheriffs on the hunt for desperados, and even settlers from back East had to make camp for the night. And there was time to reflect on the day around the ember glow of the campfire. Did you watch those movies? Or, … The rest of the story…
When I was a kid, back in the days of yore, I remember slow, slow, Slo-poke summer days. But I also remember days that flew by like missiles headed for the center of the Earth. And I remember how I didn’t want the day to end. Fast or slow. I wished it would go on and on. At least, that is, until I heard … The rest of the story…
Roy Rogers and the Sons of the Pioneers. Yeah, I can almost hear ’em singin’ Tumblin’ Tumbleweeds just by mentioning their names. And I get a visual, in my head, of the ranch hands ’round the campfire as they sang, “The Cowpoke Lullaby.” Oops, it couldn’t have been The Cowpoke Lullaby. Because that song wasn’t written back when those singin’ cowboys sang in the … The rest of the story…
“The outpost of the new west.” That’s the slogan on the website for The Silver Horse. And it’s a nice store, with some cool stuff, nestled among the other shops on the main drag in downtown Golden, Colorado. Elgielene and I used to walk or drive by there all the time. And the owners don’t know how The Silver Horse inspired a song. In … The rest of the story…
I might’ve been strange (no comments from the peanut gallery, please). But when I was a kid, one of my favorite Christmas presents was a new set of cotton pajamas. The cozy feel of new pajamas in clean sheets. Nothing else could get me to Dreamtown faster than that. But I never got a pair of magical Music Pajamas. Maybe because no one else … The rest of the story…
It’s 33 miles in a round trip. And I read where it’s apparently America’s only “urban byway.” And that means it’s a scenic byway (on the National Register) closer to an urban area (Denver) than any other anywhere. And since it’s part of the “old west” it seems appropriate to call it the Lariat Loop. Not so long ago, we called the Lariat Loop … The rest of the story…