At Conservations Home - By Dan'l McLlhenny 

On a typical day 

Once Spring sets in 

A higher elevation 

Of forest ground 

Where meadows grow lush 

In Murie greens 

The prettiest shades 

I’ve ever seen 

 Amongst the trees 

The birds are singing 

Whilst the sky above 

Hangs spectacular blue 

There’s not a great view 

Of our majestic mountains 

But Mardy’s front porch 

Offers you the crest of the Grand  

Mornin’s always peaceful here 

With regular visits from Moose and deer 

Uinta, squirrels and ravens too 

Doin what they’re meant to do 

Being wildly free  

At Conservations Home 

Let’s discuss the antlers 

Propped up and standing still 

Waiting for their picture 

In the hands of family ones 

A simple pose, one moment 

Brings a keepsake for the rest of time  

Stuck inside a dresser drawer 

Lost, completely out of mind 

And when it’s rediscovered 

You find your face a smile 

Remembering the pleasantness 

In Grand Teton for awhile 

Outside is alive in awesomeness 

Only nature can provide 

The invitation’s waiting 

When we walk or take a drive 

Straight into the natural world 

Where we all came from 

In our long family line 

Just flip your phone to silent friend 

And make the day you choose... up close 

The magic Earth delivers 

As we willingly approach the specialness 

 At Conservations Home

"Harrison's Reel" - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

“Harrison’s Reel” 

“We Hope That Agrees With You!” 

By Dan’ l McILhenny 

 

Mollie and Ryan have some really Great News 

It's a whole lot better than a new pair of shoes 

They did some consultatin’ with the Birds n Bees 

Gave a nod and wink to Mother Natures trees - 

And nine months later as pretty as you please 

Their reward was a baby boy, Oh Boy! 

Their reward was a baby boy! 

 

What should you do about a name 

Sometimes choosin’ is a puzzlers game 

It has to be perfect as well as right 

Not too long or short or trite  

Somethin’ their son might really like 

Instead of Mike or Ike. Zackariah or Jason Lee 

They decided Harrison, would do 

And said... “we hope that agrees with you!”  

 

With a newborn dude there’s much to do 

To get him outfitted in the color blue 

And a few others equally tried and true 

 

The complimentary one’s that blush his hue 

That happen when a child smiles 

And let me tell ya this kids in style 

“we hope that agrees with you!”   

 

Mollie and Ryan have some really Great News 

It's a whole lot better than a new pair of shoes 

They did some consultatin’ with the Birds n Bees 

Gave a nod and wink to Mother Natures trees - 

And nine months later as pretty as you please 

Their reward was a baby boy, Oh Boy! 

Their reward was a baby boy!

Aspen Newborn Babes - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

Hello mid - May 

Said a host of waking Aspen 

Without any hesitation 

Unleashing this years new leaves 

Glossy topped, under-bellied, satin-like newborn babes  

Honest to goodness attachery 

These chartreuse fledglings gleaming, sun-splashed Individuals 

Are going bonkers confirming…There is life here! 

Look at us... they silently say ~ look as us! 

And how can we not 

These spectacular branching green community kinder 

Coax us from our cozy inside nests 

Outdoors to share their spring greeting 

Networked scarified white trunk, deeply-rooted trees  

Transfixing our gaze by budding-blushing gesture alone 

Using hypnosis and eye-popish, natural bliss 

To expound upon graceful beginnings 

Standing like color-enriched, country flags 

Only larger, grander, more breathtaking  

...Dimensionally speaking that is  

A beautiful addition to our highland wildness 

@ The Murie Ranch, Jackson Hole 

Grand Teton Dormancy - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

Scattered snow patches 

Still decorate forest and meadow 

Often typical in early May 

Leafless Cottonwood and Aspen 

Stand remarkably naked 

Next to verdant green needled Pine 

Look closer though...   

You’ll find those skeletal beige bare trees 

Are readying to expose their sooning colors 

One could almost bet now 

On when their eye catchy show will begin 

Are secret deals being made behind the scene? 

With the Sun, Moon and Stars - 

Or perhaps a perfect signaling wind, 

Maybe a particular returning birdsong ~ 

Whatever the trigger-switch is 

Spring is already well underway 

Doing its trusted Earth & Wood groundwork 

Allowing Grand Teton Dormancy to step aside 

Giving Vibrancy her chance to  impress us again.

We Love The Commotion - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

Courtesy of the wind  

White caps are back in vogue 

Crazed Bay water acts disturbed 

Rambunctious fits 

For those who’d label it 

These are Pacific seas 

Part of Earth's largest ocean 

Reacting, riled and ruffled 

A gale warning flag 

Forgets how to sag 

In gusts like these 

Here on the bluff’s flat top 

Matured conifers and  

Eucalyptus trees dance 

Uncontrollably wild 

Nearby their decorative kin 

Blush almost embarrassed in April bloom 

Even though today’s show reveals  

No sign of letting up 

The trees and raging sea may say… 

“Don’t worry pilgrim 

We can handle this!” 

“Truth be told... 

We love the commotion 

It reminds us we’re alive!”

So Then Came The Night - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

So then came the night 

Our Sun flew away 

Goodbye ~ clean out of sight 

That’s when busy daytime do’ers 

Settle down to hug their pillows tight 

And ask their teddy bears to kindly calm the light 

Go on now dream, drift off and dream  

Let puppies run in pasture grass  

So tall it’s effortless to hide 

And as you call to draw them in 

They stumble to your side 

 Suddenly you all fall down to rumble 

Like only kids and little doggies do 

Discovering in the tussle 

There’s stink riding on your shoe...ooh! P. U.  

Go on now dream, drift off and dream  

Old Dad’ll clean your sneaker 

Of that dismal discard crud 

Hey, this is only mud - dodged a bullet there 

Whew… another close one!  

So then came the night 

Our Sun flew away 

Goodbye ~ clean out of sight 

That’s when busy daytime do’ers 

Settle down to hug their pillows tight 

And ask their teddy bears to kindly calm the light 

They, ask their teddy bears to kindly calm the light

Make An Occasional Wish - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

I’ve heard stars 

Give humans names 

Because they have lots of time 

While drifting through space 

It’s curiously amusing 

Imagining we’d even register 

That realm of thought 

We can see them 

On clear, dark nights 

Sparkling bright 

Hung upon the contrasting curtain 

Of other worldliness 

How well do they see us in return? 

Who knows… 

But don’t you wonder like me  

What they chose to call you? 

Of course in reversology  

Wise earthlings might say... 

(To any number of interested individuals), 

“There are infinite numbers of stars 

For us to gaze upon 

Why not choose one to follow 

Through your life, name it what you will 

And make an occasional wish too!”

Anonomuss Hipopawnomuss - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

She was lonely in the morning 

She was lonely every nite 

It made his heart wonder 

If she ever caught the light of day 

Before it rolled away 

She never had a letter come 

Seldom ever took a call 

Although her phone rang forever off the wall 

While passing seasons played out 

From winter on to fall 

So Nelson wrote a little card  

And picked a wildflower bouquet 

He left them on her doormat, knocked 

Then swiftly dashed and hid 

Exactly like a kid might sometime do 

For someone who he recognized was blue 

His words were fraught with errors 

Loosely scribbled pencil to the page 

But his message muddled through enough to say... 

r you ocay missus apaltree i hope so .  iam fine  allmost nine      

luv  > anonomuss hipopawnomuss  

She did not know this wiry boy 

Cutting her scraggly bermuda grass  

Who planted daisies up the path 

Winding to her rustic front porch 

What a funny, odd-size wagon he pulls! 

Loaded with assorted gardeners tools 

Sporting a flaking yellow painted watering can 

Most certainly well used 

Nelson found some milk and cookies 

With a handsome note attached 

In perfect cursive penmanship it read… 

Hello Mr. Hippopotamus, 

May I thank-you for your lovely note? 

I’m a retired school teacher who is sad to say I had forgotten how to dote. 

So let this little snack of mine let you know you are welcomed back whenever you have time.  

You brought some sunshine home to me that’s been missing far too long. 

My yard is perking up again thanks for working here so hard.  

You must have two of the greenest thumbs nature’s ever seen!  

I’m happy to pay you something Anonymous for...the wonderful things you have done.  

Most of all I’m happiest about this friendship that’s begun.  

With Sincere Gratitude,  Mrs. Lillian E. Appletree 

PS: I am about to be 73 but until then, I’m still 72 and a half!  

Hey, is your name really Anonymous or are you joshing me?  

  

Friendships blossom like gardens do 

Young boys and former teachers can start anew 

All it takes is a thoughtful soul to get the whole thing growing.   

Footnote: Lillian gave Nelson some grammar, spelling and writing tips. 

He handily helped her the rest of her life because as they say… 

kindness begets kindness in immeasurable ways!

Dorothy's Not In Kansas Anymore - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

In her motorcar she waves goodbye 

Driving for the gold pacific shore 

Dorothy’s not in Kansas anymore 

 

With little Figeroe right beside her 

Who goes wherever his partner goes 

Dorothy’s not in Kansas anymore  

 

It’s really such a doggone shame that nasty twister came 

To tear down every shred of homestead history 

The last one in her family line she rolls away  

And leaves the seeds of hard times far behind  

 

Somewhere in the rubble she found a ruby slipper 

Now she tosses it for Figeroe to fetch for exercise 

You guessed it...Dorothy’s not in Kansas anymore 

 

Oh- Eee- Oh all the way they go 

O’er the rugged Rocky Mountain range   

Oh- Eee- Oh all the way they go 

If that’s not weird yet this story gets more strange  

 

The Silver state sits straight ahead 

Where highway 50’s the loneliest road 

Through the desert west to Tonapah 

Before she’ll reach the motherlode 

 

Oh- Eee- Oh all the way they go 

O’er the mighty Sierra Nevada range 

Oh- Eee- Oh all the way they go 

Figeroe, Figeroe, Figeroe please don’t catch the mange  

 

He scratches in the front seat   

Flat deplores the ride in back a lot 

Dorothy’s not in Kansas anymore  

 

They stop to swim in Tahoe Lake 

When they step out they start to shake 

Dorothy’s not in Kansas anymore 

 

If you must rely on sound advice 

Listen to your hound and don’t think twice 

...here’s what Figeroe spoke to her that day... 

 

There may be munchkins in the cafe 

But no tinmen stalk these woods 

Scarecrows watch some backyards 

In random neighborhoods 

As for witches they’ve just flown the coop 

Swept away by brooms they say 

At least that’s the latest scoop in USA Today 

 

There are no smoke or mirrors here 

On this grade use a lower gear! 

 

Said her handsome brilliant pooch named Mister Figeroe 

Who coaches her on the things she ought to know 

 

Old midwest roots used to tie you down 

Until one rogue wind changed her score 

So...Dorothy’s not in Kansas anymore 

 

Findly on to San Francisco bay 

Discovering what’s new for she and Figeroe too 

Dorothy’s not in Kansas anymore 

Dorothy’s not in Kansas anymore

It's A Guessers Game - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

She’s bought daffodil’s to brighten-up her kitchen 

Look...you can see ‘em sittin’ on the window sill 

When sun rays come beamin’ in 

The yellow takes on a rather nifty neon glow  

But the show’s not long before the thrill is gone 

 

Fiddle on the back porch 

Whistle in the woods 

Take another breath of sea blown salty air right in 

Reacquaint  your eyes with midnight starry skies 

Dance out in the wind and rain 

When a storm starts pourin’ down 

While your life is vibrantly around 

 

It’s a guessers game 

Where we go from here 

Three cheers for the braveheart 

That rests and thrives in you 

Cause there’s a lot of livin’ left to do 

 

Cacti from the garden store she grabbed the other day 

The handsomest assortment brings shapeliness galore 

A planter bowl resides outside in close proximity 

Ravaged by a coastal squirrel now it sits so sadly bare 

Perhaps there, her batch of succulents may be the perfect remedy  

 

Fiddle on the back porch 

Whistle in the woods 

Take another breath of sea blown salty air right in 

Reacquaint  your eyes with midnight starry skies 

Dance out in the wind and rain 

When a storm starts pourin’ down 

While your life is vibrantly around 

 

It’s a guessers game 

Where we go from here 

Three cheers for the braveheart 

That rests and thrives in you 

Cause there’s a lot of livin’ left to do