Illustration Friday: Fierce

There was fierce competition during the three legged race at the company picnic. Actually the competition in the kid's division wasn't that fierce, my son and his partner won even after they fell down on the home stretch. But the adult division...who knew there were so many hard core three legged racers out there???

Illustration Friday: Forgotten

I wonder what things the Anasazi knew that modern people have forgotten? I certainly haven't forgotten the trip I took to Canyon de Chelle about sixteen years ago. I went on the trip with my Mom and two of her friends. We camped on the rim of the canyon which is located in the Navajo Indian Reservation and spans the border of Arizona and New Mexico. A native guide was required for anyone who wanted to hike into the canyon. Our guide was practically as old as the hills around us, his eyes clouded with cataracts, but he scampered down the steep red stone rock into the canyon more quickly than we could! It was a magical journey to a place of incredible beauty. I wonder what happened to make them leave?


(and while I had strong memories of the trip--I had forgotten exactly where I put my photos--finding them took a little excavation.)

Illustration Friday: Baby

For some reason sheep were the first thing that came to mind.
But then I was out riding my horse (the very Mustang who inspired the name for this blog) and I saw this little calf off all by his lonesome in a great big field. He near the fence I was riding along. He watched us go by with his big brown eyes and bright shiny nose and then he turned and in that awkward little lope that calves have returned to his herd.
(These are old fashioned India ink--created after the kids were in bed... Just for those of you who are wondering the bottom image in my Worry post is the digital one. Don't let the signature fool you.)