Harry & Dixie Botsford

939 Jarbidge Avenue

Spring Creek, NV 89815

Home: (775) 738-0413

Harry's Cell: (240) 431-1235

Dixie's Cell: (301) 904-4842


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Alice in Cowboy Land

The musings, observations, and incredulity of a 30 year+ resident of the east coast (southern Maryland) moved to the middle of the Nevada high desert or as I call it "Cowboy Land" ...

  • Yipee ki yay! Home on the old Botsford homestead. I rustled up some flapjacks for my man's breakfast, read the newpaper, took out the garbage, and killed a baby rattler in the garage this morning. Now, I'm going to make a cup of green tea to drink on my new back porch where I will ponder the meaning of life and the price of treated 6" X 8"s.


  • Speaking the lingo is an important part of adjusting to life in Cowboy Land.  I frequently have to run home and Google something I didn't understand after bobbing my head in a conversation and pretending I knew what my neighbors were talking about.  The newest term is "whistle pig", which apparently has been used elsewhere for groundhogs and is applied to ground squirrels here.  I haven't personally heard them whistle, but I'll take my neighbors' word on it.  After all, they're the old hands, and I'm still a tenderfoot.


  • We have strange weather here, too.  I lived in Quincy, Illinois once, and a weatherman there coined terms like "snain" for the snow/rain mix so common there.  Here, we have pogonip - a phenomenon that basically produces a fog composed of tiny ice needles in the air.  Old timers say, "Stay out of the pogonip!"  Probably good advice since the term "pogonip" comes from a Shoshone word that means "white death."


  • Every time I meet someone new, the long time residents, who are embued with some kind of genetic memory, immediately tell me all about every infraction, criminal or otherwise, the person has ever committed, and, if time allows, everything their ancestors have ever done, so I can hate them properly.


  • My Daily Prayer: Lord, keep your arm around my shoulder and your hand over my mouth.


  • Shared Wisdom:  "Anyone who thinks he's too small to make a difference has never been bit by a mosquito."  ... Half Broke Horses by Jeannette Walls


  • Guess my listening tastes have become a bit eclectic after moving to the high desert.  I was listening with great enjoyment today to western-style country music on a show called the "Risky Biscuit Hayseed Hoot" on Reno's PBS station.  a spicy little tune entitled "Wake Up and Smell the Coffee If You Can" had me tapping my foot.