Gett'n loopy...

Another big loop day for Dad.  This time we went North East toward the small town of Manton.

A different landscape than the grassy rolling hills on the West side. There are rocks, lots of rocks, for this is volcano country.

The Cowman always said, "if you are going to run cattle in this country you need to ride a horse that was raised here."

oaks, and more rocks...

the occasional ranch house

 and attending barns.

 Further on we were in timber country with apple orchards, and vineyards,

and there is Mt Lassen overseeing it all.

Quit digging...

 A Blessed Easter

Other than a couple hellacious spring thunderstorms, it has been too beautiful to stay inside a moment longer than necessary.

Last week I ducked yoga and headed to the range for some much needed cow, rock, grass, blue sky, and boom therapy.

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Marymine is constantly telling me that Lauren is my mini me.   I don't see it but, I don't mind at all.  When I was down at Marymine's for the 5K I asked Lauren if she had dyed her hair brown.  She said "Oh Nanny, yes I did! I got so tired of that white trash blonde look!"  I looked at Lauren and said with a straight face, "really, hmmm..."  It took a second and Marymine over in the corner of the kitchen laughing so hard she couldn't speak, for Lauren to realize that she had just mightily insulted her granny.  Lauren came over hugged me and said " Oh No, I didn't mean you Nanny, your hair is white... like old people have!"  My words were, "I love you Lauren, quit digging."