Mad Ouva

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Mini Bio

I’m 39. I live on the outskirts of a small Montana town — one that has three stop signs, two bars, a blacksmith, and no grocery store. Sharing the hovel I call home is my husband, Brian, and our dogs, Levee and Wicket.

What’s a Suzzerpuss?

I have no idea.

My grandfather (Pappy) called my sister and I Ralph, Clyde, or Charlie, depending on the day. My grandmother (Nanny) called us both Suzzerpuss.

When I told her that I’d picked Suzzerpuss for a webpage name, she asked me what a Suzzerpuss was. So, I guess no one knows.

  • Creatures,  Places

    I Watched from the Dirt Road

    November 26, 2014 /

    Title From: Fire Red Horse by The Lone Bellow

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    Meet Me on the Levee Tonight

    May 22, 2012

    Sweeter Than Heaven

    October 5, 2016

    What Will Be, Will Be

    December 9, 2014
  • Places,  Ramblings

    Where My Heart Can Roam

    November 24, 2014 /

    This is one of my favorite photographs from our nomadic summer. I’d like to have a print made to hang around these barren walls but, as I said before, I don’t usually keep track of the original full-size images I finally choose among them all, which I find very annoying about myself at this moment. It’s our favored campsite on the BLM land near Castle Gardens, outside of Ten Sleep, Wyoming. There was something about the smell of the sagebrush, the open range, the red hills in the distance, and the solitary feeling that appealed to us. If I could build a home anywhere on Earth, it would be right…

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    I Watched from the Dirt Road

    November 26, 2014

    From Some Old Movie Going Back in Time

    May 30, 2012

    And May You Need Never to Banish Misfortune

    November 17, 2014
  • Places

    Where the Fields Are Painted Gold

    November 20, 2014 /

    Title From: Bloom by The Paper Kites

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    These Are the Places I Will Always Go

    October 20, 2014

    I Watched from the Dirt Road

    November 26, 2014

    Where My Heart Can Roam

    November 24, 2014
  • Places,  Ramblings

    And May You Need Never to Banish Misfortune

    November 17, 2014 /

    Things are troublesome here at the moment. When I wrote the mini bio for this blog I said, “the hovel I call home,” but hovel was written about 60% in jest. A hovel is defined, according to dictionary.com, as “a small, very humble dwelling house; a wretched hut.” Originally, I was hinting at the humble dwelling portion of that definition, now we’re approaching the wretched hut portion. Our bedroom floor has collapsed. I can’t believe I have had to write that sentence. Now, to avoid giving the wrong impression, our bedroom floor isn’t caved in with all the contents in a heap down a giant crack through the room. There…

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    Nothing Compares to Waking Up in the Sunshine

    October 10, 2014

    From Some Old Movie Going Back in Time

    May 30, 2012

    These Are the Places I Will Always Go

    October 20, 2014
  • Places,  Ramblings

    A Cold Wind’s Whispering Secrets in Your Ear

    November 13, 2014 /

    In every state I’ve lived in, someone has used the line “If you don’t like the weather here, give it ten minutes and it’ll change,” but never has that been more accurate than my time here in Montana. Last Saturday we had our windows open, enjoying the mid-sixty breezes that brought the smell of crunchy fallen leaves and wood smoke drifting through the house. By Sunday night we had the heater cranked up to counter the drop to single digits and snow was whipping furiously in every direction. In our tiny Connecticut cabin, we had a monstrous wood-stove we relied on for all our heat. There were a few baseboard…

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    Where the Fields Are Painted Gold

    November 20, 2014

    Nothing Compares to Waking Up in the Sunshine

    October 10, 2014

    Out There’s a Land That Time Don’t Command

    October 15, 2014
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Books I’m Reading/Using

Nutrition: Concepts and Controversies
by Frances Sizer, Ellie Whitney

The Blumhouse Book of Nightmares: The Haunted City
by Jason Blum (and others)

Healthy Smoothie Recipe Book
by Jennifer Koslo

(My favorite smoothie so far is the Herbed Pineapple Green Apple.)

The Herbal Apothecary: 100 Medicinal Herbs and How to Use Them
by J.J. Pursell

Products I’m Loving

Cinnamon Orange Peel water
from Alaya’s Herbal Water

Black Amber + Lavender body lotion
from Velvet Creek

Lemon Sage bar soap
from One With Nature

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