Many a time Lynda and I sat on our horses watching our kids ride. We always rode with the kids. We hauled kids and horses all over NM to different horse events. We put on riding clinics and 4H events ourselves. Every summer Lynda put on a Rodeo Queen’s clinic teaching the young girls to dress and behave and ride like a real cowgirl. Lynda was the Queen and I was the Sidekick. I can’t count how many times Lynda would look over at me and say, "Do you have any lip stuff?" I would answer with my usual, "Yeah" and hand her a tube of Clinique Black Honey. The tube was slim and easy to carry in my pocket. The color, Black Honey, looked rather dark in the tube, but it went on shear and moist. It felt like silk on your lips. Lynda and I would smear the lipstick on our lips, smack our lips together in the dry NM air, and comment about how good the Black Honey was. It became a ritual.
Today, I still carry a tube of Clinique Black Honey. I never put it on without thinking of Lynda and the passing of the lipstick tube from one cowgirl to another – one friend to another. What will I do if Clinique quits making Black Honey?
Me and Lynda in front of her barn in Questa, NM.