COCK A DOODLE DOO!!! The roosters clucked a cheery loud hello this morning in the moonlight when I walked to the ranch office with a cup of tea and my computer. Yesterday they just clucked a bit and helped guide my way through the pre-dawn fog in the wet heavy darkness. I guess the chickens appreciate moonlight and moon shadows too since they up earlier and cheerier today. I love the moderate temperature, the dank earthy smells, and the clucking and carrying on. Right now a covey of ducks are swimming in a big puddle right outside the office door and from the sounds of it – they are having quite the gossip session!
Ranch sounds and smells put a grin on my face and a bit of a song in my heart – a different song than home, where everything around my cabin is wild. Nothing is cultivated (another song and reason to grin). I didn’t grow up on a ranch or a farm but as a young child I always felt a bit of romantic longing for the lifestyle.
I like being up before anyone else. Quiet time. Meditation time. Yoga and a cup of tea time. But I must admit having barnyard feathered friends clucking and quacking away hypes up the expectation of sunrise like musicians tuning their instruments builds the pre-performance energy. The silly little critters seem to be hell-bent on waking up a sleepy headed, blurry-eyed sun – just their clattery insistence oddly enough elicits a rather domesticated feeling of family.
So I settled in to sip tea and write when my phone rang. Paul had just woken up, turned on the TV (something we don’t have at my home) when he noticed a show called, “Woodsculpting.” He thought it might be of interest to me so while he waited for his coffee he settled in to watch the show and there I was! The show was about me - a whole show – at 6 a.m. in Texas. So I crossed the ranch yard again, roosters crowing, ducks quacking, Hobo the German Sheppard barking and a cup of tea in my hand to watch the show. Filmed years ago for DIY – I have never actually watched the episode on TV – let alone a gigantic BIG plasma screen TV in a saloon where I had just installed a few big sculptures.
Oh yeah! THAT!!! The sculpture installation…!! Yesterday was a big day. Heavy mesquite logs-turned-into-sculptures were unloaded outside and set up inside the Devil Woman Saloon. We used a John Deer tractor and broke a Genie Lift but luckily no injuries to people or the art occurred. You’ll have to wait for the final pictures since today I will be putting the finishing touches on the sculptures (trident, Swarovski crystals, whip and lights):
