You Say Goodbye, I Say Hello

The whole time Ed and I were on the trek to fetch the two outfitter horses down out of the mountains on behalf of the galfriends who bought them, the gals themselves were practically levitating with anticipation. They raced up to the ranch within minutes of our arrival back home.

Just look at the grin on MaryJane's face as she took possession of L.B. That alone was payment enough for the drive up and down those mountain switchbacks.

If MaryJane looks at all familiar, it's because she's the talent behind MaryJane's Farm, the magazine, and MaryJane's Farm, the real-life organic farm that's a few miles from our place.

In my next post, I'll show you a picture of Shelley getting reacquainted with Corky. Those two are in one or two of my river-crossing photos from a few posts back.