I’ve often thought of jeans as “sky pants,” trousers woven from cotton clouds. Jeans are the wild blue yonder above the canyons, plains and crumbling escarpments of the West. Pants to die in, as Andy ...
“Saddle up,” Costello said ... riders mostly were dressed in leather ― jackets, pants and chaps. Then the Costellos led the run, along with state police troopers. They rode in a staggered ...
For me, the seeking out of little treats is as rewarding as the consumption of them, which means that finding small things to give as gifts does double duty—as a little treat for myself and another.