Lou Dean

Planting Between Writing

admin — Thu, 17 May 2012 12:40:06 +0000

In between working on several writing projects, I’m planting young trees and making a garden of wildflowers on the south side of my little house. It’s been unusually windy for May, but today is a perfect northwest Colorado day with temps this morning in the low fifties.

Horse Talking

admin — Sat, 12 May 2012 12:35:49 +0000

Yesterday I’d been in town working with my design artist on new brochures for my upcoming book and was returning home down Blue Mountain Highway. Just as I reached my neighbors house, I saw something flash to the side of me in the pasture at a dead run. I realized it was a horse that belonged to someone up the road. I didn’t want him to reach Highway 40 because it’s dangerous with truck traffic. I got out of my pickup walked toward the strawberry roan and started talking to him. Of course, since he was lose, he was wild. His eyes showed white, his nostrils flared. He had a halter on, but at first I wasn’t sure he’d let me get hold of him. I just stood and talked to him for a few minutes until he finally settled and walked right up to me. I had picked up a bailing twine by then and slipped it through his halter. Just about that time, my grateful neighbor showed up on his 4-wheeler. He’d left the gate open.

A Brother For Keeper

admin — Mon, 07 May 2012 20:14:36 +0000

I’m getting a new boy dog. A friend in southern Colorado is having to move from her ranch back into the city. She has a three-year-old Border collie, Lucky that will arrive in middle may. My stray dog, Keeper is very excited to be getting a little brother. She’s been real lonesome since last summer when her old friend, Bantam (Border collie) passed away.

A Snow White Dove

admin — Sat, 05 May 2012 20:06:32 +0000

May is the month last year that I lost my husband. Among other things, he was a country western singer and one song he used to sing to me was, “On The Wings of a Dove.” In the lyrics of the song, “On the wings of a snow white Dove…He sends his pure sweet love…” Yesterday morning, I awoke with my Cowboy on my mind. Something drew me to the picture window. I looked out and there were a pair of mourning doves. One was snow white. I’ve lived on Blue Mountain now for more than twenty years and seen lots of doves but never a white dove. The cowboy was sending me his love from above.

Publisher Found

admin — Sun, 11 Dec 2011 13:39:41 +0000

The Boys from the Bushes will be published by Oklahoma Heritage Association.

Blue Mountain

admin — Sat, 29 Oct 2011 23:59:19 +0000

I’m on Blue Mountain with my donkey and stray dog, editing my upcoming book, “Boys from the Bushes.” I have a cover! Excited about releasing the book in 2012.

Holyoke, Colorado

admin — Mon, 21 May 2001 17:08:16 +0000

Monday, May 21st, after 31 days and nearly 400 miles WE DID IT!

Jesse James

admin — Sun, 20 May 2001 17:03:59 +0000

Jesse James usually holds his beautiful ears straight up. The ears sagged as the miles passed and near Fleming his ears were horizontal and poor Tut was stopping every mile to gander at the cows or the trash in the ditch. Anything for a rest.

East of Ault

admin — Mon, 14 May 2001 17:01:32 +0000

After weeks of snow and rain, our challenge on the eastern plains became heat and lack of water. We began to carry water and the boys would eagerly drink from a plastic bag.

Near Ted’s Place west of Ft. Collins

admin — Sat, 12 May 2001 16:56:00 +0000

Bill and Kit Link offered, not only “room at the inn,” but they graciously took care of the boys while I returned to watch Scott graduate from Mesa and Jean E. rested in Denver at her sister’s home.