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Today was a beautiful day with the temperature as close to a perfect January temperature as one could hope for. It has been in the sixties with blue skies. My husband and I were out at a local gun club that is located out in the boonies. It is a nice ride. We pass a peach orchard, lots of farms, and surprisingly a number of churches on our way.
I am learning as a blogger that it can be work. I try to post frequently in order to keep content current. I am almost a one man publication. My husband edits my things when he has time and my son has taken some pictures for me. I always have my eyes wide open looking for ideas to write about.
The Cowboy Club was out at the gun club having a shooting competition event today. Because I blog and because I grow ever so bolder as I grow ever so older, I went over to the shooting bay where the cowboys were loading up their gear as they finished up their day. I asked if I could take a few pictures. Everyone was dressed in cowboy attire. I asked about their organization and found out a few interesting facts. They are a competitive shooting club that uses single action guns. They want to preserve the history of the Old West. Each member has to take on an alias of someone from the Old West. They try to dress as close as they can to the way their alias would have dressed. In their competitions they use weapons that are comparable to the ones used in the Old West of the late 19th century. http://www.sassnet.com/About-What-is-SASS-001A.php I had no idea that this kind of club existed. One man I spoke with said that there were doctors and lawyers mixed in with the fray of club of members, but out on the range they are on the same playing field.
I thought that was pretty cool. It makes me think of the body of Christ. We are all different and we have differing gifts and abilities, but we are all on equal footing before the cross.
We headed home and started winding down our Saturday. Mister Chicken Hawk (possibly a Cooper's Hawk) was back scouting out a fresh chicken dinner from our little flock. I shot him, but only with my camera.