Roosters, Cows and Coyotes

The Rooster version is done. The Cow version is done. The Coyote Version is done. . .

 

I still haven't made any cheese.

 

The heat is popping up and dropping back, which is nice. The orange blossoms are strong enough to make me sneeze and well up with that springtime pride, eyes watery and red, so happy to be alive that I nearly yell: Yahoo! Though it comes out Atchoo...

 

Life meanders on out here in the desert. I'm still setting my hopes for a summertime of blissful unemployment, sipping mint julips at the racetrack and typing my memoirs on an old punch-and-ring typewriter. Or a laptop, a ripe malbec and a cabin in the woods. Ah summer. But Spring lays in my way like an impediment. My thoughts as scattered as the dried dust, my wishes lay poolside and my motivation to prepare for the legwork of summer drowns in the pools four-foot-deep-end.

 

I might not be motivated all the time, but when I am... I know how to get out of it.

 

And so, I present, another t-shirt design for my cheese company that doesn't make cheese.