October 15, 2012

  • Pink, more pink, and a coyote hat

    Many of the women of my church are wearing these bracelets, in honor of one of our members who had surgery last week for Stage 2 breast cancer.  It says, "Imagine life without breast cancer."  I am also wearing it in honor of another young woman who is battling Stage 4 breast cancer, as well as my many other friends who are breast cancer survivors, including Betsy's mother-in-law, who is a 20 year breast cancer survivor.  And then also in memory (although I never met her), of Jim's mother, who died of breast cancer more than 44 years ago, at age 36.

                                                             

     

    And for Gwen, my friend from church, I made this prayer shawl.  I couldn't show a picture before I gave it to her because she reads my blog!

                                                             

    Not a great picture, because you can't see all of it, but you get the idea - here is another view -

                                                             

     

    It is about 25" x 65", and Gwen tells me that she loves wearing it around the house, as she recovers - I can just imagine her with it on as she watches her favorite football!

     

    Meanwhile, Jim had a coyote skin, from a coyote he shot, that he had made into a hat.  The kids love it!  Me - not so much.  

                                                             

                                                             

                                                             

                                                             

                                                             

Comments (7)

  • Cerwin liked seeing the hat - especially seeing Jim wearing it.

  • I had to laugh about the coyote skin hat.  When we lived in Chicago my dad and step-mom came up to visit us.  It was the first time I was meeting her (long story, didn't know dad was dating until I heard about the wedding!) and I didn't know what to expect.  (I love her, great lady!)  We went downtown to some fancy smancy shopping district and she wanted to go in to a fur salon to try on some coats for the fun of it.  Now you have to understand that my dad was a cattle rancher.  A rough tough cowboy and outdoorsman.  My step-mom was a very down-home rancher's wife.  Not pretentious in any way.  We were looking at some coats and the salesman noticed my dad's cowboy boots and attire and for some reason, even without any TX accent (Dad was lifetime Colorado resident and had a bland mid-west accent, nothing southern about him) assumed he was a "Texas oilman".  lol  So we were getting a lot of attention for the oil man to buy his wife a coat.  Anyway, she put one on and said, this is an interesting fur, looks familiar but I can't place it.  The salesman oohed and aahed and said it was so special.  It was highest grade coyote.  Oh my!  My step mom whips that coat off and in a loud voice starts exclaiming.... $10,000 for a dead coyote? Are you kidding me?  We shoot the little buggers and get $25 for a set of ears.  Leave them hanging on the fence to warn their buddies to stay away from our herd.... It was hilarious. [ Yes, I grew up shooting coyotes because we had so many and they were a major problem (granted we had very few rabbits as a result of the over-population).  And yes, $25 a set of ears was the bounty on them.]  Oh it was priceless seeing the salesman rushing over to hush us and assurring us that it was the highest quality coyote etc etc.  He just didn't get it.  Then my stepmom loudly declared that if she stepped foot in her house with that coat on her dogs would attack her.  I think by the time we finished with that coat the salesman was frantically shoving us out the door.  We laughed and laughed about the clueless folks in Chicago paying so much for coyote.  You might have had to have been there but it still makes me chuckle seeing her almost jump out of that coat in shock.

  • @pottermom - Great story!  And yep, the problem here is that the coyotes are killing the farm animals, and he shot this one on the farm where he hunts regularly.  And now that I have read your story, I wonder if the reason I don't like this hat is because I grew up in Philly, where wearing anything made of fur meant lots of money and lots of arrogance!

  • the prayer shawl is pretty. the coyote hat is awesome, i bet the kids loved it!--karen

  • Stopped by from Top, and wanted to say hello!  Beautiful prayer shawl!

  • I had a Davy Crockett "coon skin" hat when I was a kid.  I think Jim must have remembered that part of his childhood.  It does look cute on him.  :)

     

  • @piecedtreasures - we had more problems with dogs from town coming out in packs and getting our calves and chickens but the coyotes did cause problems during calving season with the newborns so we brought in cows to the corral to calve.  One morning I went out to feed my steers and the dogs had trapped a baby coyote under the chair on the porch.  A very angry coyote pup.  The most shocking thing we happened was that a mountain lion decided that the bumper of the car was a teething toy.  Every morning we'd come out and there would be new tracks in the snow around the car.  Pretty good sized tracks, a full grown adult of good size.  And teeth marks in the bumper.  By the end of that winter the bumper of the car was pretty much holes.  The Wildlife and Game rangers finally trapped that cat and relocated it as it was harassing the cattle and sheep in the area.  I think my dad got a lot of mileage at the coffee shop talking about that bumper with the teeth marks.  lol

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