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. Time to hit the long and dusty trail.
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The sky in the last picture is beautiful! And the shot of the cowboy trough the fence is very well done! Well seen 🙂
Ah shopping… Yeah I guess? 😉
Warm regards,
Tieme
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You rascals ! … you’re really making me jealous now !
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Great photos …!!! I’m happy to hear that you’re both enjoying your visit to my birth state…
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Is it just me, or does that cowboy look a lot like actor Sam Elliott??? 😉
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He does, now that you mention it. Maybe he modeled for it.
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Great post Garry, but aren’t you taking your life in your hands when you state that Marilyn’s favorite sport is shopping?
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Sadly, it’s true. And I got some GREAT jewelry.
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My wife hates to shop and doesn’t wear jewelry! I have no idea what is wrong with her!
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Great photos and that sunset is amazing
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All in character with the local. Sounds like a fun place.
Leslie
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That’s a marvelous statue.
Glad you found him.
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He must be the symbol for something because there were actually two statues, one of him with the horse, the other on the fence. Life-size and very nicely done.
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Isn’t he marvelous! and what a sunset!
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He seemed so real. Yes, we had a chat about the good, old days. The sunsets are glorious.
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Great photos — and a typically wonderful desert sunset!
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Thank you! The sunsets are lyrical in their beauty.
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