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I was so tired, first day back to work.
.Don't even have a cup of coffee yet. BOOO HOOOO!
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Good thing I wasn't a couple of minutes late, that really makes it hard coming over the summit.
After a hard day slaving away, it's always nice to come home and have a few cold ones watching the sun go down.

Front porch; back porch; what make no difference; beauty everywhere you look!
For an old cowboy life has always looked the same, thank GOD I was granted one more day.
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And so I sit here remembering the lessons of "One Set of Footprints", I think of the harsh years living on "The Devil"s Anvil".
As the Sun goes up and the Sun goes down.
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I remember my Dad; my Brothers Pat & and Steve came out to visit me in the early years of coming to Sandy Valley. I was living on a poor ranch helping some old people, I was a care taker for them; helping to keep the place up.
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I was living under a growth of Tamarac Trees in my 29 ft. travel trailer. I had a deck; hot & cold running water; a covey of Quail to feed 2 times a day.
When they left Pat & Steve looked at Merle in amazement and ask him how Mike could live that way?
Merle ask them what is wrong with a man watching the "SUN go up &; the SUN go down?"
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The season is coming to a close, Monsoon has been Heaven Sent to The Devil's Anvil this year.
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As always--------- Love from the LMA----------Mikey.
PS.---Love you Mom; Merle; Uncle's Dewayne; Bob; Dick; Tom; Grandpa & Grandma;-----Love.
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