The Lake

In all likelihood it's been ten years since I last went to Lake Texhoma. My former boss took me out on her boat a few weeks ago, while everyone else was in Utah. I spent most of my time looking for arrowheads, and of course found none. I did however catch two tiny striped bass, and got to watch Hercules-the-Dog try and scratch his many itches. Also, you can see below how high the water was during the floods last year from the mark in the junipers.

On the Floor

Hello

He's a talker.

Cape

I need a new cape.

Sheepish

Little R at Tierra Wools in Ojo, New Mexico this morning. I want a bed like that.

DaneLarsen.art

I've done what I threatened. All art content from this blog has migrated over to a new blog entitled DaneLarsen.art. This blog will still contain all previous content, but from here on out the posts will be of a more personal nature. Babies and the like.

Looky Loo?

I love these deeply skeptical looks. I get them all the time, but it's nice to know other people get them as well, not just me.

Or maybe he knew that I'd be the first one to see the picture. Man he's smart

Baby Bear

In lieu of potty training, we've opted to have him raised by bears. Jens will leave him in Yellowstone next week, this is just an initial period of acclimatization.

Activist Viking Cows

I thought this was a nice response, on the part of some local dairy farmers, to the suburban creep that is taking over Utah valley, pouring down from Provo.

The Missing Smiles

Rhus was just starting to smile for real the week before he was abducted by Mormons went on vacation to Utah. These are some of the smiles (and other events) I've been missing.

My word that sounds sappy. I think it's time to start another blog to separate out all the goo goo ga ga stuff from the art stuff.