The photo is another from Randsburg. As you can tell from the sign on the left, this is an open mine shaft. And, it is right smack dab in the middle of town. There really was silver in them thar hills.
Friday was a good news day. The Husband left the house to "just go check a horse's feet" and assured me that he would be home in less than half an hour. An hour and a half later, I called him to see if he was all right and to rib him about that half-hour thing. With a strange note in his voice, he informed me that he had ended up trimming the horse's feet. I was shocked and he seemed a rather surprised himself. The best part is that he said he felt great. No, the best part is that the next day, he still felt great.
Friday was a good news day. The Husband left the house to "just go check a horse's feet" and assured me that he would be home in less than half an hour. An hour and a half later, I called him to see if he was all right and to rib him about that half-hour thing. With a strange note in his voice, he informed me that he had ended up trimming the horse's feet. I was shocked and he seemed a rather surprised himself. The best part is that he said he felt great. No, the best part is that the next day, he still felt great.
Not standing close to a big hole in the ground is always good advice!
ReplyDeleteIt's all good news! Sometimes we take "feeling great" for granted, but you guys know how to appreciate it and make the most of it.
ReplyDeleteI like the subtle coloring in this photo. It seems to bring out the texture in the wood. Nice job!
I know nothing about trimming horse feet, to be sure, but it is fantastic that he felt good the day of and, especially, the day after! So, I suppose that your nursing duties are hereby suspended? :)
ReplyDeleteSteve - Works for me! Thanks for the comment.
ReplyDeleteKen - Thanks for taking time to visit. I am glad you like the processing. I wanted that wood grain to come to life.
ReplyDeleteYou are right that we are in a position to deeply appreciate the good days. I am deeply relieved about his survival of that trimming test. I was anxious about The Husband's recovery since he has been known to push the limits on doctors' instructions.
Paul - Hey, if he can trim a horse's feet (hard on the back and not an easy way to earn income), he doesn't need any more chicken soup! Truth is, he always does more than his share.
ReplyDeleteAnita, sometimes small acts can have big meanings for us. It's wonderful that his recovery has went so well...Good news indeed.
ReplyDeleteI really do like these "Ghost Town" photos and this one is a keeper.
P.S. Oh, and I have trimmed horses and cows hoofs...it can be a hard job even when your feeling top notch. :-)
ReplyDeleteEarl - Indeed, we often chart progress by the tiniest steps forward (usually interrupted by periodic steps backward). There is no way I can express the relief of lowered anxiety. There were so many things that could go wrong. But, so far, he is doing splendidly.
ReplyDeleteSo you know what back-breaking work trimming is. Not exactly recommended as the sort of job one takes up in retirement.
Thank you so much, Earl, for the comment on the photo. I am deeply attracted to these old towns that are slipping away. I take great pleasure in the fact that some folks in Randsburg have found a way to make life work for them among all the ruins.