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Here are a few pictures of us!

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ME

We had some left over hay and I thought it would make a great picture! ;)

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Weylin Wiles

My husband Weylin, while visiting his son Brandon in North Carolina.

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Our youngest son Ray

This was Christmas a few years back... That gate no longer exists...;)

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This is Digger our horse and I, Febuary 3,2008...
He is a Paso Fino/Quarter Horse paint...

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Here is my oldest son Johannes Jahn! He is growing up fast! ;)

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This is the newest picture of my oldest son Johannes Jahn..
He is very grown up looking now and is 17 years old..
Hard to believe...;)

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Here's Buck

He thinks he is Ray's older brother...:)

VOTE FOR AN NATIVE AMERICAN HOLIDAY
 
 
 
 
 "Silence,they say,is the voice of complicity. But silence is impossible. Silence screams. Silence is the message,just as doing nothing is an act. Let who you are ring out and resonate in every word and deed. Yes,become who you are. There's no sidestepping your own being or your own responsibility. What you do is who you are. You are your own comeuppance. You become your own message. You are the message. In the Spirit of Crazy Horse." 
 Leonard Peltier~ U.S. Federal Prisoner #89637-132 

"A thing of beauty is a joy forever: Its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness; but still will keep a bower quiet for us, and a sleep full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing."--John Keats