boots
Posted: December 9, 2012 Filed under: figures of speech, history | Tags: history, horses, my history, olathe boots, stick horses, wyoming 26 CommentsI have these Olathe boots. With blue embroidered uppers we journeyed horseback around the mountain a bit. They’ve scrambled over a few rocks and trod through the corral and muck.
Olathe Boots out of Kansas City Missouri
And sometimes after a ride, my two little cowgirls would each grab one, straining and pulling until tumbling back they claim a leather trophy. My youngest would don them, boots up to her thighs and with a stick horse as her companion, gallop galump, galump, galump about the cabin.
bwthoughts 
Funny, I always pictured you a bit taller and older! ;-D!
What a great photo of a mighty cute girl.
Russ
thanks — she could really gallop!
You are one lucky dude to have such beautiful girls! (the boots are nice too!)
I am a fashion icon ( laughing )
Lol!!!! Yes you are!
just don’t ask my girls about my hot pink Owens Corning cap ( from when I was a consultant there ) …. they used to almost faint every time I wore it with them. ( smile )
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So cute! I have cowgirl boots and i love to horseback ride!
but do you have a stick pony ? ( smile )
Ah! Memories I had a pair of hand me down when I was little. I took them the last mile. I has another pair in the 90’s. Loved the coolness of them.
thanks Kim, nothing quite like a good pair of boots.
I have a pair – I about them at the Alberta Boot Company. They were expensive but they last a lifetime and they are very comfortable! Your daughter looks like you at this age!
yes, a good pair is like having two trusted friends. Because I don’t ride much anymore, mine will last my lifetime, as reminders of special memories.
Thanks, but my daughter is much prettier, and I had longer hair ( smile )
Oh I don’t know…don’t underestimate your ‘pretty’! 😉
I remember when I had long hair ( hippie hair ) as my dad called it ( laughing )
My biker boyfriend that I moved out west with had long hair and cars would honk at him when he walked down the street and then when they glanced in their rearview mirror they would see a heavily bearded, grumpy face and race the heck outta there!
( laughing )
are you a biker babe ?
from back in the day – yes. I used to have a 650 Bonnyville. I was known as Crazy Di – try to resist commenting on that!
I shall wait for your post about it…
Not ready to write about that, I’ve tried a few times…
ah I miss my old ‘Ropers” ended up planting them in the “boot hill” a few years back, after the second set of heels wore out the leather was split at the little toe on the right foot and the tongue from the left one was missing…thanks to a puppy but I loved those boots the leather molded like soft butter around my feet from the first moment I tried them……..Sorry I started out going to say what a wonderful photo and a precious memory of your boots and daughters they are lucky to have such a loving father.
I miss my boots. They have all gone to heaven. Mine were plain old “Blundstone” nothing so fancy, but I’m sure if my boots and yours got together, they would have a damn good conversation.
wasn’t there an old song like that “these boots are made for talkin” — hope you and your boys are well.
Yes! Yes there was! I think our boots would have a blast! The boys are with their Dad this w/e. I am listening to Xmas music and setting the tree ready for them to decorate when they get home. We are all well.
and one these days these boots are gonna talk all over you!