Snapshots of Wyoming

Back in Laramie

Pasque flowers at Happy Jack,

High wind on the plains.

 

Met old friends for lunch

At the new Asian restaurant.

Noodle bowl tastes good.

 

 

Freight trains rumble through

hauling loads.  No whistles blow.

I sleep on and on.

 

 

 

Lupines and larkspur

Purple jewels of the High

Plain’s wet springtime.

 

 

Joy, joy, happy, joy

Happy, happy, joy, joy, joy

Happy, joy, happy.

 

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Tomorrow we are off to Wyoming for a few days.  We will visit dear friends, enjoy cooler air,  harvest any rhubarb that may be left and make a pie, laugh a lot, hike favorite trails, eat great food and generally have a wonderful time.

The friends we are staying with are resourceful people who like to recycle, refurbish, reuse old buildings.  Another friend, who was relieved to get it out of her yard, gave them a playhouse her children had long since outgrown.  The following is what they did with it.

 

The Hen House

The shell, a cast off playhouse

Too soon outgrown.

Come get it and it’s yours.

Remade, repainted, reroofed,

Capped with a rooster vane

Spinning in the Wyoming wind.

Retrofitted with a single light bulb

To repulse the bitter cold.

Even Tyson rejects pre-frozen chickens.

12/5/12