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the Ranch Horse – a working member of a team of horse and human in daily ranch life – the tasks the team must perform are varied and sometimes dangerous – roping , cutting , herding ,dealing with hazards and obstacles  on the trail ,

and sometimes there are events that allow the horse and rider to show off their abilities at reining , cutting , roping , and trail hazards

these images that follow are from the Ranch Horse Versatility Show in Carmel Valley California    it is quite hard to capture a horse , rider  ,  steer , and   rope   in a good and pleasing manner for most people  – it is very difficult to perform all these tasks


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just a small selection of images of the horse

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in our lives we have many doors

that we can choose to open

or just pass by

leaving the adventure

of a closed door


it is an adventure

because when you open the door

and step thru

what if it is not what you expected

on the other side –

what if you fall down the rabbit hole

and end up in

Wonderland ?


i open the door and step into the dim interior of

The Desperate Clutch –

the team follows me with the trophy

Beach Volleyball Champions 1997 !    We had won it for the third year running !   A bunch of old farts who still could dominate the sand court in a dominating manner while drinking vast quantities of beer  and playing six man volleyball- a six person team  composed of old beach ball players and young waitresses from the Desperate Clutch – My bar of my creation –

and it did not exist

The Desperate Clutch – the Oldest Non-Existant Bar in Existence  – created  by myself to sponsor  a team of aged beach volleyball players so as to compete in the Carmel Beach Bar Volleyball League  – and even tho it did not exist – it was the most Famous Non-Existant Bar in Existence

we even sold condoms in the bathrooms

i say this because after i and the team had entered the bar and ordered “drinks on the house ! ” the condom salesman sat down next to me at my table and proceeded to sell me some new models of sexual safety for the non – existent patrons –

“and here we have the  New John Wayne Model- it features – when applied to your johnson- spinning around in Red , White , and Blue  like a barber pole while playing the Star Spangled Banner !- gets the girls to patriotic orgasms while getting ridden by the old cowboy – it lights up brightly enough to find your way in the dark to the bathroom in a strange house ! – batteries included ! ”

“Then we offer up the  1812 Overture Model !  -WOW –  Is this exciting !   while you bang away in your passion it plays the music  – in stereo – and at the climax of your sexual foray- with cymbols  crashing and drums thundering- cannons DO blast off ! enhancing your orgasm and turning your ladies legs to jello for hours afterwards  in her enjoyment  ! ”

“and then we have the Incoming Enterprises Model – powered by a small ICBM for maximum thrust -it features a small nuclear explosion at the moment of Rain and Clouds to light you BOTH up ! ”

“and then -”   at this point i excused myself to go take a leak and left the celebration of the “team ” behind as i stepped away from the table and opened the door to the bathroom and stepped into  ? –


ten billion light years from Earth – a small private spaceship floating thru a star studded landscape of emptiness -i was alone and just sitting down to tea  – when suddenly ! –  Tok ! Tok !- a knock on the airlock door !

i got up and went to the airlock door and turned on the light – floating outside was a scruffy looking guy in an aged spacesuit  with a doggy suit in tow- the doggy suit had tail wagging  and so must have propelled them to my craft – i let them into the airlock and then into my craft

“Hallooo ?   i am hitchhiking my way thru space and wonder if i can get a ride for a  billion light years  or so – and i will gladly trade you bird calls for my ride – or i can also do a great imitation of a shoelace -”

i waved my hitchhiking guest  to a seat at my table  and offered him a cup of tea -the dog turned out to be a stuffed replica used for propelling a host vehicle thru space and so did not need attention

“never mind – i am at the moment watching as a star collapses and creates a Black Hole – better than watching the presidential speech by RayGun from Earth”

“ah ! perhaps you would like one of these  ?-”   and offered up a ancient John Wayne Condom- ” for the black hole ? ”

“no thanks – i will be right back-”   and i propelled myself to the bathroom door  where i opened it and –

stepped into – ?


where have i stepped now ?


another adventure ?   life is an adventure –

if you drank

the wind

would you be able to stay at rest ?

Horses drink the Wind,


i like to capture them in motion

the feeling of the Wind

instead of frozen in time


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it would seem that i have committed myself to writing this story to completion–the Weaver–at first it was a simple story of the fabricating of a slightly erotic Lace for the Woman the Weaver has fallen in love with–but all of a sudden some great charactors appeared  –Lucifer’s Stallion for one –and the Bad Ass Crow–

we shall see —  it shall appear in chapters  —chapter one is close to completion


lucifers stalliom

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I am a Drinker

of the Wind

when i partake of this

heady spirit

i become as one with the


My voice can Howl

among the highest peaks

as a Banshee

heralding My kill

I can be as harsh

and cold as

deep winter

or Whisper

a Seductive poem

thru a quiet glen

in a lush Valley

to temp a maiden’s


i can be as

warm and gentle

as a Spring day

I can race

with the clouds

across the night sky

drive the rain

as stinging tears

from these same clouds

to wash the sky

and earth clean



I am a Drinker

of the Wind

my name is Horse

and i fly across the land

free as the Wind

a Spirit untamed

and i drink this Spirit

I am the Wind

elements of Life ,

so often at rest,


pleasant ,warm ,soothing

and then , like the elements

of a intense relationship ,

clashing , crashing , powerful

expression of two

different elements

butting emotions

a great display under the Big Top ,

not a simple sideshow tent

and a grasping reach

for Heaven

from both

and serenity sets

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