Today is a short post as I'm doing one of the twice-yearly jobs that I love (he said with a touch of sarcasm in his voice, or I guess fingers since I'm typing this) - washing windows. This and mopping the floors (all our floors are tile) are two jobs that I plan to do twice a year - in the Fall and again in the Spring.Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Washing Windows
Today is a short post as I'm doing one of the twice-yearly jobs that I love (he said with a touch of sarcasm in his voice, or I guess fingers since I'm typing this) - washing windows. This and mopping the floors (all our floors are tile) are two jobs that I plan to do twice a year - in the Fall and again in the Spring.Monday, September 29, 2008
Manic Monday
I normally don't want to post about politcal things, but I have to say a few words about our idiots (oops, I mean congress folk) in Washington. Sunday, September 28, 2008
Sunday Reflections - Balloons
"...those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles..." (Isaiah 40:31)

Saturday, September 27, 2008
New Bit - Last Post






Thursday, September 25, 2008
New Bit - Slight Delay
There were some good questions on yesterday's post about this new bit I'm trying with Morgunn. I'll try to answer them today. I'm not an expert by any means, but I'll give you my honest opinion.Wednesday, September 24, 2008
New Bit - Part 2
I rode Morgunn today in our back lot with the new bit (picture to the left) and he did fine. I believe he's still getting used to it since it's been a long while since he had a bit in his mouth. He's always been good to accept a bit and that is still true with this one as well.Tuesday, September 23, 2008
New Bit

Monday, September 22, 2008
Happy Fall

Sunday, September 21, 2008
Sunday Reflections - God, the Artist/Engineer
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Saturday, September 20, 2008
Return to Our Childhood - Crossing Guards




Friday, September 19, 2008
Breakfast at Flying Star




Wednesday, September 17, 2008
A Special Moment
As most of you know, we have a resident Roadrunner whom we call Simone. Well, Betty and I had a special moment with Simone today.Monday, September 15, 2008
Moon Rise
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Sunday Reflections - God and Bulls
As I write this I'm watching the live telecast of the Professional Bull Riding (PBR) event in Grand Rapids, Michigan (actually switching back and forth between it and the Denver/San Diego game). I'm a big fan of the PBR for several reasons.

Saturday, September 13, 2008
It's Chile Time in New Mexico - Part Two
On September 4th, our post detailed our roasted green chile buying adventure at Wagners Market. If you recall, we left the chiles as they were steaming in the plastic bags in our garage. Later that evening we put them into the refrigerator.





Friday, September 12, 2008
Guest Post

My beef is with the terms “uninformed” and “failure to understand” (I have even seen “under-informed” used). They are frequently touted to make a candidate seem dangerously uneducated on a position or issue concerning the voting public. The underlying problem I see, however, is what I’ll call the “I’m right, you’re wrong” approach to politics. Saying that someone is uninformed is really saying, “if you knew all the facts, you would have no choice but to see things the way I do.”
That’s fine rhetoric if you are talking about a bridge that is washed out down the road—there is such a thing as absolute truth—but it has no value in issues like the war in Iraq, the economy, or the energy situation. I imagine the candidates are ten times more “informed” than the average citizen will ever be. But each will look at those issues and see a different problem, a different solution.
I’m sensitive to this because it is an all-too-common tactic in personal interactions, not just politics. And it used to be part of my own arsenal in my younger days. I’m right, you’re wrong. End of discussion. In this particular season, party lines form. We’re right. You’re all wrong. End of discussion.
It’s the last sentence there that scares me the most.
“As I look at the world, nothing has really changed. The evidence is the same. But I have changed.” –an atheist scientist who becomes a Christian in Creature Tech by Doug TenNapel
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Lest We Forget - September 11, 2001

Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Starting the Next Round
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Well, we're on round three (or is it four?) in Betty's fight against this bacterial infection that came out of her emergency appendectomy in early July.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Sunday Reflections
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Friday, September 5, 2008
A Time for Prayer
This picture was sent to me awhile back and for some reason I saved it. Now I know why.Thursday, September 4, 2008
It's Chile Time in New Mexico
New Mexico is a great place to live for many reasons. The land goes from desert to mountains and everything else in between. The people of the many cultures are generally good people and we're blessed to have friends in all three of the main cultures - Anglo, Indian and Hispanic.










Tuesday, September 2, 2008
September 2, 1945
On the battleship USS MISSOURI World War II was finally ended when General MacArthur signed the surrender agreement with representatives from Japan. The world breathed a collective sigh as the war was finally over. It was a war that had resulted in over 50 million deaths worldwide - both military and civilian. We lost over 400,000 soldiers, sailors and airmen in service to their country. Hundreds of thousands of families grieved their loss while hundreds of thousands more families looked forward to seeing their sons, brothers and husbands again after years away.
On a more local note, in Memphis, Tennessee, Bill and Martha Wade were taking care of their third child, Elizabeth, who was almost 4 months old. She would become Betty and eventually my wife and mother to our two sons.
In Nashville, Tennessee, Clyde and Dorothy Cooksey were taking care of Clyde Daniel, Jr. who was just over two weeks old. He was the second of two children as my older sister, Jane, was born in January, 1941 before the US joined the war. Clyde Daniel, Jr. grew up to become Danny and eventually Dan - me.
Neither of our fathers served during the war because they were in what were deemed critical jobs. Betty's father worked for the telephone company and my father worked for a dairy.
As time passes we lose a little more of our collective memory of this time. Our parents were born between 1913 and 1920. They played as children through the 1920's, were teenagers during the depression, and young parents during World War II. I don't know if we can ever understand or appreciate what they went through.
I also think we're losing an understanding of how much we owe to that generation. I hope I never forget.
Happy September 2.
Monday, September 1, 2008
Welcome - Time for Something New
We're definitely not going to post every day as that puts too much pressure on our fragile souls and takes too much time that we need to devote to other things that just might be more important.
As we grow older we're more aware of how important time is. When we were young life seemed like it would never end - there were always more possibilities as there was always plenty of time - at least it seemed that way.
Now, we realize that our lives are limited. Whether we have seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, or years left is not important.
What is important is the realization that all we ever have is NOW. The past is gone and the future is in God's hands, not ours. What we do with NOW is most important and once we make a choice in the NOW, all other options for that moment are lost.
Brian Tracy, a leadership consultant, said,
Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the Starship Enterprise said,