Day 3

I'm riding! On a horse whose name I've forgotten and hope not to remember. Gotta be the slowest horse on the ranch. Needed binoculars to keep sight of the rest of the gang. There were federalies disguised as deer and dudes - everywhere. Very disconcerting.

It's not that Slow Poke stopped; he kept moving. I walk faster than this horse.

It's a beautiful sunny; bordering on warm day. Had to laugh when yesterday's shower appeared just as the guys headed up to Castle Rock to shoot. In the past 10 years, I've heard more tales of rain and hail than I hear about shooting. Matt says Grandpa's shootings skill is "awesome."

It's so great to be surrounded by youth. When Matt saw me wearing my boots, planning to ride; I got the title "Tough Cookie."

Botsy and Mary had a trunk show before lunch. It's fun. Every few years they clear out their trunks and chests and get their friends to do the same. We leave the party with stuff we didn't know we wanted. Charlotte has a pair of Argentina gaucho pants ... lots of places in Columbus, Ohio to soiree in those. We're counting on Pauline finding them irresistible.

Pauline arrives today ... think half the ranch is waiting to greet her. She's a 4th generation to visit and work here. We 1st met her when she was 2 and now she's a senior in college.

Pic of Dunker and Sundance in Red Canyon.

Afternoon: Philip and I moved from porch to soft to bed. Matt went swimming and shooting. We caught up with him at the dining table.

Cocktails were at the Eatons, Landy and Peter. Again a very small world ... the young woman next to me, Elizabeth Molfetta knows Krissie as does her husband Michael.  Elizabeth said she and Krissie have been friends for 25 years +.
We were friends with Michaels grandparents, John and Millie Goode.

Dinner was hysterical as Pauline tried to get her Dad up to speed on the current generation lingo. Matt, Mark and Pauline are trying to translate to parents and grandparents. Apparently we're all to refrain from 'coming in Hot' as we're misusing the term. And there was fleek or fleeck which none of us got; much to youthful amusement. Needed a darn dictionary.

Nice evening. We're reading, blogging and writing. No fire tonight; too warm.