Archive March 2012

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The Feast Of Trumpets

 

Curse not the month of bluster and tumbling bonnets, for it takes a blast of many trumpets to loosen winter's claws of ice. Ancient Jews held a festival in March in which trumpets owned the air. A jubilant chorus of brass marked the end of a season and the beginning of a new one. Indeed, there is something victorious sounding in the blowing of a horn!

 

Pitter-Patter Potpourri

 

Greetings farmgirls! Spring hasn't sprung in our part of the country yet and I have a raging case of spring fever (an annual occurance). I have pansies on the brain ... among other things. This time of year, I always wonder if perhaps the greenhouses have any in stock yet. I should know better by now, but that doesn't stop feverish visions.  I'm afflicted with both spring fever and cabin fever, so, I've been trying to maintain a good mindset by doing a variety of indoor things. If you're a feverish farmgirl too, c'mon in, have a spot of tea & sit a spell.  

Shery Jespersen with her horse

Shery Jespersen,
Wyoming cattle rancher and outpost writer (rider), shares the “view from her saddle.” Shery is a leather and lace cowgirl who’s been horse-crazy all of her life. Her longtime love is Apple Pi “Dolly” Rose, a 20-year-old Morgan otherwise known as “The Best Darn Horse in the Universe.” Her other interests include “junktiques,” creating eclectic “make do” arts and crafts, collecting antique china, and cultivating mirth.

Column contents copyright © 2009– Shery Jespersen. All rights reserved.

Cowgirl pose

“I went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.”
– John Muir.