Happy Easter!
It’s almost Easter and I’ve been feeling nostalgic. My adoptive Mom was Polish and at Easter time she made a beet and horseradish relish that we called “Kassan”. I have no idea how to spell it.

It’s almost Easter and I’ve been feeling nostalgic. My adoptive Mom was Polish and at Easter time she made a beet and horseradish relish that we called “Kassan”. I have no idea how to spell it.
I’m not happy, I’m cheerful. There’s a difference. A happy woman has no cares at all. A cheerful woman has cares but has learned how to deal with them.— Beverly Sills (1929-) American Opera Singer Last Monday morning I was cleaning up manure and I must have gotten distracted, which happens quite often to me….
Another Fresh Start The floors are rid of dog hair and dirt Walking barefoot is disgust-free An oily, aromatic glow rises up From my dining room table Dishes washed and put away Crumb-less counters Paperwork completed and stacked Filing could happen Miracles are in the air I turn as if ritualizing the room Facing the…
Okay, so I’ve been back home for awhile and so has Java, but I needed to spread out my vacation postings so as not to overwhelm you with one big, long post. Java survived her stay at the kennel, although she was pretty lethargic for a few days. She has snapped out of her doldrums…
I’m a big list maker, mainly because I have such a crummy memory and way too many things to remember. Some things on my lists are very small, like “wash sheets”. Other things are very large, like “write a book”, which I guess I should break down into more manageable bites. And some things have…
The Last Nice Day Or so I hear I walk off miles of anxious While geese gather Like thoughts Honking loudly Is it safe? Should we land? Is this a good spot? Do I know you? The sun rises and sets Rivers flow Dogs smile Leaves turn And then fall There are cycles There are…
I was meditating a while ago and put out the question to the universe, “Who am I?” I know. I’ve been asking that a lot lately. I really hadn’t expected an answer so I was surprised when the words that came into my head were “Truth Teller.” What? No I’m not. If I was, I wouldn’t keep…
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Happy Easter to you!
I love this:
“My aspirations have come down a notch or two but I haven’t given up on my cowgirl dreams”
It caught my eye of course, because I’ve just had my first novel published, called “Cowgirl Dreams.” It’s based on my grandma who rode in MT rodeos during the 1920s. I grew up on a ranch & rode horses, but never aspired to be a rodeo rider!!
Enjoy your horses.
Heidi
http://www.heidimthomas.com
Having two different horses to ride keeps you on your toes. It sounds like you know them and their needs very well, I am sure you are very successful with them.
I liked the old picture. Traditions are great, even if you are the only one that eats the relish! 🙂 Hold them dear to your heart. (The traditions, not the relish, LOL!) Have a hoppy Easter!
What a great post Mary! I hope you had a very happy Easter… and hope see you soon. The relish sounds delicious, BTW!
Did you draw at the zoo?
Happy Easter! Sounds like you had a great time in CA. 🙂
I *love* those undercoat rake brushes…I wish I had discovered them 15 years earlier as my prevous dogs (Akita and a Flatcoated Retriever/Belgian Malinois or Tervuren mix) would’ve LOVED them….
Dog brushing story for you…Streak had never been brushed before, so getting her used to the idea was pretty fun. She no likes it but she is CERTAIN the white downy Streak undercoat is really gutted toy fluff and tries to play with it and separate it & spread it all over the house with enthusiasm. Gotta love those crazy dogs. 😉