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New site
Our new site is back up and running. Please click HERE to be redirected. We hope you will visit us there for current...
Our new site is back up and running. Please click HERE to be redirected. We hope you will visit us there for current...
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Under Construction!
Our new site is under construction and experiencing some technical difficulties. My sincere apologies for the...
Our new site is under construction and experiencing some technical difficulties. My sincere apologies for the...
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Moved…
High Mountain Musing has moved to our new site. Please click HERE to join us…I apologize for the inconvenience, but look...
High Mountain Musing has moved to our new site. Please click HERE to join us…I apologize for the inconvenience, but look...
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And we sleep to dreams of snow
We drive home in the dark.The outskirts of town fade quickly; the oncoming flow of blinding white lights was short lived and...
We drive home in the dark.The outskirts of town fade quickly; the oncoming flow of blinding white lights was short lived and...
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“Thankful Thursday”
Inspired by (and with gratitude for) Kim from Enlightened Horsemanship through Touch and her series with this name, I take a...
Inspired by (and with gratitude for) Kim from Enlightened Horsemanship through Touch and her series with this name, I take a...
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Walk alone
The woods are still, though I know there is a gentle movement in the cool air along the treetops as I hear the whine of two...
The woods are still, though I know there is a gentle movement in the cool air along the treetops as I hear the whine of two...
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Icing on the cake
As if it wasn’t bad enough…My husband asked me once if I thought this place was cursed. I laughed and said of course...
As if it wasn’t bad enough…My husband asked me once if I thought this place was cursed. I laughed and said of course...
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Journey
As we leave the ranch just for the weekend, the splendor of the mountain overwhelms, breathtaking both literally and...
As we leave the ranch just for the weekend, the splendor of the mountain overwhelms, breathtaking both literally and...
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Change of address
Announcing a change of address for this blog!High Mountain Musing is changing it’s web site address from: ...
Announcing a change of address for this blog!High Mountain Musing is changing it’s web site address from: ...
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Wish you were here
Yesterday, I wrote to a friend, was a “wish you were here” day. No one was here but the three of us. We work around the...
Yesterday, I wrote to a friend, was a “wish you were here” day. No one was here but the three of us. We work around the...
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A short season garden
Outside, the garden sleeps, the raised beds silent as graves in a burial ground, lined up as straight and somber. Hidden is a...
Outside, the garden sleeps, the raised beds silent as graves in a burial ground, lined up as straight and somber. Hidden is a...
48 days ago
High Mountain Muse
| Topics: Homesteading Skills &..., Simple Living, change, county living
High Mountain Muse
| Topics: Homesteading Skills &..., Simple Living, change, county livinghighmountainmuse posted a blog entry
Time is told by memories
Time is told by memories, by the change of seasons, the growth of our children, shadows from the sun, phases of the moon,...
Time is told by memories, by the change of seasons, the growth of our children, shadows from the sun, phases of the moon,...
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Rose garden
A flash of red. Not what you expect to see outside as the last of autumn fades a monotone brown into the frozen ground, deeper...
A flash of red. Not what you expect to see outside as the last of autumn fades a monotone brown into the frozen ground, deeper...
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Under the light of the waxing moon
I step out of the comfort of my cabin and into the cold night air, into the soft radiance of the moon subtly opening up the...
I step out of the comfort of my cabin and into the cold night air, into the soft radiance of the moon subtly opening up the...
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Deep in the woods
Nine degrees below zero, and only an inch of snow. The frost starts to form within the earth. It begins, becomes a part of...
Nine degrees below zero, and only an inch of snow. The frost starts to form within the earth. It begins, becomes a part of...
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Tucked away
They say a big storm is coming. We say, let it snow. We stir with anticipation and spend the day preparing, too excited to come...
They say a big storm is coming. We say, let it snow. We stir with anticipation and spend the day preparing, too excited to come...
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Awaiting winter
Winter approaches like foam riding the waves in a deep sea, still so far from the shore. Our emotions follow suit with the...
Winter approaches like foam riding the waves in a deep sea, still so far from the shore. Our emotions follow suit with the...
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Moving on to brighter tomorrow
Oh, Tara, dearest Tara,Woman of a brother or mother you were, we can only assume you are both. Neither brings a welcome...
Oh, Tara, dearest Tara,Woman of a brother or mother you were, we can only assume you are both. Neither brings a welcome...
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No bovine left behind
Lost: One big, bad red bull.No bull! (You knew I couldn’t resist that one.) Remember my story of losing the bull? ...
Lost: One big, bad red bull.No bull! (You knew I couldn’t resist that one.) Remember my story of losing the bull? ...
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Grounded
There are days I need to lie on the ground and let go. No mother can soothe me like the mountain. We seek words and wisdom...
There are days I need to lie on the ground and let go. No mother can soothe me like the mountain. We seek words and wisdom...
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An addition to the demolition
There may be other “before” pictures out there, but none could be cuter that this one. Thanks to Lee for this photo of the...
There may be other “before” pictures out there, but none could be cuter that this one. Thanks to Lee for this photo of the...
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A little remodeling project begins
Looks like I won’t just be baking bread this winter…In the middle of the last storm, demolition began. The weather...
Looks like I won’t just be baking bread this winter…In the middle of the last storm, demolition began. The weather...
60 days ago
High Mountain Muse
| Topics: Homesteading Skills &..., Nature..., construction, demolition
High Mountain Muse
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Stillness
p>The road was still, silent, untouched all day as the snow came down in heavy flakes, wet and warm, sticking to each fine and...
p>The road was still, silent, untouched all day as the snow came down in heavy flakes, wet and warm, sticking to each fine and...
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Autumn eve
The grasses, what remain of the mountain’s summer bounty, are tired and brown. Time and again they have been crushed by the...
The grasses, what remain of the mountain’s summer bounty, are tired and brown. Time and again they have been crushed by the...
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Grill Chicken – an update, not a recipe
I know it’s Sunday, usually the day I share a recipe. Today’s post is about chicken, Grill Chicken. But it’s a link,...
I know it’s Sunday, usually the day I share a recipe. Today’s post is about chicken, Grill Chicken. But it’s a link,...
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In autumn light
The world around us begins to fade and color mutes to shades of brown and grey. It is softer now, subtle, sensuous, plain and...
The world around us begins to fade and color mutes to shades of brown and grey. It is softer now, subtle, sensuous, plain and...
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In your woods
Soothe me, comfort mePut me in the woods and tell me to walkOr have me to be still and listenThere I will hear the screech...
Soothe me, comfort mePut me in the woods and tell me to walkOr have me to be still and listenThere I will hear the screech...
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No surprises
They are caught off guard. This was not in the weather forecast, they say.We have learned to expect nothing less than...
They are caught off guard. This was not in the weather forecast, they say.We have learned to expect nothing less than...
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On a naked hillside
On a naked hillsideWhere the aspen stand like sticksFine branches free of leavesStarkly fixed against the autumn skyHarsh...
On a naked hillsideWhere the aspen stand like sticksFine branches free of leavesStarkly fixed against the autumn skyHarsh...
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The gentle Rio
A river used to mean a place to swim. To languidly lie upon her upper throws and roll and wallow at ease in her waters. That...
A river used to mean a place to swim. To languidly lie upon her upper throws and roll and wallow at ease in her waters. That...
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Moody mountain
As moody as a woman, we expect nothing less as she retains her right to change her mind no matter what we say or do. At times...
As moody as a woman, we expect nothing less as she retains her right to change her mind no matter what we say or do. At times...
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A ride in the snow
The snow lets up enough to give hope for the promise of sunshine and mud just as I step into the saddle. I roll up my waxed...
The snow lets up enough to give hope for the promise of sunshine and mud just as I step into the saddle. I roll up my waxed...
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A simple sense of community
A storm has come and settled in, blowing snow and strong winds. Reminding us if we had any doubt that summer is over. The...
A storm has come and settled in, blowing snow and strong winds. Reminding us if we had any doubt that summer is over. The...
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On ice
Ice has started to form. First as a film, a thin crust on a bucket of water under the drip line on the north side of our...
Ice has started to form. First as a film, a thin crust on a bucket of water under the drip line on the north side of our...
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A fiery afternoon
Autumn is an explosion of color and light on the mountain. So swift and intense, the season comes and sweeps across the...
Autumn is an explosion of color and light on the mountain. So swift and intense, the season comes and sweeps across the...
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Taking the leaves
The storm has come and gone. It has taken with it the last of the leaves clinging frail and tired to what they once had,...
The storm has come and gone. It has taken with it the last of the leaves clinging frail and tired to what they once had,...
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Twisting winds
A tempestuous, twisting wind approaches as I work the colts in the corral. I see it coming from down the pasture, full of...
A tempestuous, twisting wind approaches as I work the colts in the corral. I see it coming from down the pasture, full of...
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Learning the hard way
As unpredictable as a stallion, the mountains are, or so I have been told. Yet now having been working with a stallion for...
As unpredictable as a stallion, the mountains are, or so I have been told. Yet now having been working with a stallion for...
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Zucchini Chocolate Cake
A temperate spell charms the mountain, warm as the color of the leaves ablaze across the hillsides before us. We head...
A temperate spell charms the mountain, warm as the color of the leaves ablaze across the hillsides before us. We head...
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With too many lights one can not see the stars
With solar electricity, cloudy weather spells low power. We learn to do without, and appreciate what we have. It is easy. ...
With solar electricity, cloudy weather spells low power. We learn to do without, and appreciate what we have. It is easy. ...
88 days ago
High Mountain Muse
| Topics: Homesteading Skills &..., Off Grid..., Simple Living, Sustainable...
High Mountain Muse
| Topics: Homesteading Skills &..., Off Grid..., Simple Living, Sustainable...highmountainmuse posted a blog entry
Strawberries and Creams
The hillside below Ditch Camp is a strawberry field. Early in August, with every slow step up the pasture, a bright red...
The hillside below Ditch Camp is a strawberry field. Early in August, with every slow step up the pasture, a bright red...
