From my cousin Jo's place in Ellensburg, you can see the Stuart Mountains. Jo told me you can tell when fall is coming as the white of the snow gradually moves down the mountain day by day.
When I was a kid, Jo and here sisiters lived in this little house in the Manashtash Canyon. It was painted white then with yellow trim and looked like a little chalet. Behind the house is a mountain stream that is so cold you would swear it had ice in it. There used to be a little bridge over the stream that went to the barn. The bridge is in ruins now, and I could no longer see the barn--fond memories there of riding horses with Jo in the canyon.
I couldn't wait to go over to Rusti's place to get a look at my puppy, Skye, for the first time. Her and Jadon's ranch is down the road and around the corner from her parent's place.
Little Skye was laying quietly in the grass while the rest of the litter was running and playing. I laid down in the grass to get a better picture, and when I did, six bouncy little puppies got on my back and started pulling (eating) my hair and just basically creating havoc--I was laughing so hard~!
Smile for the camera Skye!! When the wind blew it stood her ears straight up. She has freckles on her nose and under her chin. What a cutie!!
Mother Kate. What a great mom she is. She had nine puppies in her first litter. They are all chubby, happy little puppies. I think she was secretly glad that the responsibilities of motherhood are almost over.
The entrance to WestStar Ranch--one of my "Died and gone to heaven places".
