Hey dear saddlepals and saddlepal-ettes. Light’s softly shifting and soon we’ll be burning daylight. Shall we mosey through that spinning vortex into the splendiferous mystic? C’mon. The horses know the
You ever have that kind of girlfriend who is movie starlet head-turning gorgeous, insatiable, secretly follows you, needy, nuts and cares for you bordering on her own, capitalized, rabbit-boiling neurosis?
If it weren’t for having to cart all that extra ammo, I’d say we set the dial on our time travel portal to ride back 12,000 years to the Pleistocene
These times? They’re odd. Crazy was 47 train stops ago. It’s like some mad scientist from another universe squished “Alice in Wonderland,” “Frankenstein” and George Orwell into a blender and
I know I’ve been harping on this theme all this year. Nonetheless. Who the heck has been stealing all the time? We’re just about into August and it feels like
Joseph Campbell was the delightful mythicist who spent a lifetime studying religions, tribes and cultures. A rarity, he was a non-pompous intellectual. He wrote the ground-breaking book, “Hero With a
I just adore living out here in the Santa Clarita. It’s one of the most historically rich communities in the country, and we didn’t have a single Civil War battle
Years ago, a brilliant friend offered an observation I’ve never been able to shake: “We learn through science or we learn through suffering.” Lessons come through traditional sources: books, art,
On the bright side, we’ve only got another 93 days until we hit cool weather.I’ve noticed over the years that the hot weather of summer always starts right around, if
Last weekend’s Fourth of July was spent quietly, inspecting fences and sprinkler lines, water tanks and bird baths. Didn’t see a single looter, firecracker or mouth breather. Wasn’t tarred. Wasn’t
One of the wonderful and practical virtues of being a Time Ranger saddlepal (or saddlepal-ette or saddlepalito/ita) is that if you don’t particularly care for what’s going on in present
For years, I would dress up in my finest Sunday-Go-To-Meeting cowboy regalia, climb atop a fine tall horse and lead our annual Fourth of July parade. I’d offer my two
We have an absolute wonderful and interesting trail ride ahead, saddlepals, filled with all manner of gee-whiz tidbits, history and trivia. C’mon. Hop up into those saddles, give your horsey
The rascal in me takes up far too much land mass. A rageaholic topic erupts like “Defund The Police” and a sly half-smirk tilts the corners of a smile. Defund?
Because of this, the holiest of holidays in the calendar year, we’re going to take a small departure from the weekly organization of our time-traveling posse. Dads get to ride
Dear Democratic Friend, Hey Precious. Drat we haven’t chatted in eons. Hope all’s beyond duckiness with you and yours. Hug. Fond smile. Wish you joy, good adventures and happy days
A warm and Western howdy to you, from grizzled old-time SCV homesteaders to the newly arrived. Surely appreciate you saddling up with me for this fine weekend exploration to the
A couple months back, 5K called me. Kathy Keysor Kryptonite Kookaburra Kellar is the fetching and hubba-hubba wife of SClarita city councilperson, and, more importantly, my pal, Bob Kellar. 5K’s real
Hello dear saddlepals. How you holding up in these unfamiliar seasons of mayhem? I hope well. I remember A.B. Thatcher printing an editorial in The Mighty Signal nearly 100 years
Hate to say it, but this is the time of year I don’t particularly care for. June’s a few hours away and we seemed to have misplaced our June Gloom.