While Marilyn was deep into her favorite sport -- shopping -- I discovered the iron cowboy. There he was, sitting on the fence. Watering his horse. Wizened from the sun, dusty from the desert. Stolid against the perils of the trail, impervious to thirst and heat. The rain was closing in and sunset was near. … Continue reading THE IRON COWBOY – GARRY ARMSTRONG
CEE'S ODDBALL PHOTO CHALLENGE If you are from New England, much of the southwest seems odd. Especially the cacti. There are so many varieties, from apparently -- but not necessarily -- harmless, to rather ominously spiked saguaro.