San Gabriel Sunset

The bride and I decided to usher in Christmas eve on the Tin Star. Good decision.

As we approached the front gate we stopped to watch 33 wild turkeys sauntering along the fence line. Thirty were hens with three toms strutting behind herding their harem with obvious pride. One old tom had a beard hanging from his chest that was near 10 inches.

At the house we found that the rock work on the outside is complete and the sheetrock inside is fully defining the rooms now in a manner which better illustrates the dimensions of our future abode. The "taping" and "floating" is at full speed and we would guess that it will be finished and ready to be textured with our "Monterrey Drag" next week.

We watched the deer feeder until near dark, but the varmits were being shy. Not an issue because as we drove to the gate to leave we stopped and watch sun set into an awesome pink line across the horizon of the San Gabriel river valley.

It's Christmas folks and all is well with the ranch hand and family. My most sincere prayer for the same to be true for my reader.