I have another website/blog dedicated to all things rodeo and cowboys and country music. Since I hail from Wyoming, it’s got to find an outlet – how I miss her so. Wyoming is a strange place, most places in Wyoming are thousands of feet above sea level. Here in the Piedmont of Eastern North Carolina, I am at less than 300 feet above sea level.
I will be spending a lot of time on my meganoteri.wordpress.com blog. Updating and posting old rodeo shots.
I got a few tricks up my sleeve with some fun ideas for country music articles, planted in the memomuse garden. I will definitely get back to you on that.
Here are some photos from Cheyenne Frontier Days. Some are taken with an old school 35 mm Pentax camera. It is broken now and I miss it. I changed over to digital for economical reasons and I can’t find a place to fix my camera. Please tell me if you know where I can do this. I’ve lost hope. The old lassy won’t even turn on. I’ve got my digital camera. A Kodak something or another. Nothing fancy. Does what I need it to.
“Presence” ~ Tim McGraw at Cheyenne Frontier Days. He is a handsome man and he wears tight ass jeans.
I am big into black and white these days. I think they give a moment shock and awe. I’m getting excited for Frontier Days, the Daddy of em’ All, they call it. It sure is a hell of a good time. I’m not lying. Just ask anyone who’s gone. They’ll tell ya.
So, for the month of July, most likely, I will be distracting myself with rodeo rodeo rodeo and cowboys cowgirls livestock blue open skies.
This photo is taken on Happy Jack Road. It is a country back road from Cheyenne (state capitol and home of Cheyenne Frontier Days) to Laramie (home of University of Wyoming). It takes about 45 minutes to get from Cheyenne to Laramie. That is considered a short ride in Wyoming.
These cows were ready to get their photo taken. Even though it is black and white, imagine the most crisp, blue as bells, puffy white clouded sky up above ya. Then the tan earth below. Maybe a fence post in-between. And a cowboy is never far away.
I was going to leave you with the law of threes, but I will insert a fourth photo: a cowboy.
So, enjoy. I am a big fan of July. I usually get sad around July 4 because it means the summer is half over. Late nights, cold beers, bbqs with good buddies, hot summer heat, swimming holes, and rodeo. And did I mention, no school.
Vacations, trips, echoes to be heard.
I would get sad because the 4th of July signalled half my summer break is over and then less than a month and half to go, I would be back to public school teaching. No more of that. And thank goodness, for now. I am a stay at home writer, trying to get published, has to take one more class and write her thesis on motherhood to get her master’s, mama. So, as I steal minutes from the night, while the baby and husband sleep, I share with you another passion of memomuse: rodeo photography. I’m pretty darn good at it, but it’s all the subject. Cowboys are so damn easy on the eyes and the camera. Ain’t that a fact.