Down on the farm
I shot some stuff with a farmer/rancher Lyle Blakely yesterday. My favorite part was riding around in the farm truck, checking the cattle and the wheat. He taught me how to tell when a calf isn’t feeling well, and how to tell what damaged the wheat. I asked him about not having control of what makes or breaks a farm, the weather. He chuckled and said that farmers ‘are always at the mercy of mother nature.’ Kind of a canned answer, but really …
That’s trust.
Oklahoma is flat
Recent pic from a trip to the panhandle. One might think Oklahoma is flat and boring to drive through. But I say it’s majestic and alluring. Mountains and rivers and canyons are an obvious beauty, but a flat, sandy dust bowl?
Farewell friends
Today is my last day working at the hotel. By far, the coolest thing about it has been the people I work with. They’re beautiful, and have taught me more about life, happiness and being oneself than I ever expected to learn at the Tulsa Fairfield Inn. While I won’t miss the job, I will miss them dearly.
Here is Patrice, the head housekeeper, and her husband, Jermaine, at the going away barbeque we had.
And the group.
