Every day makes me smile to enter my rustic shop, the smell of leather fills the air, oh where do I start today?  When I pull down a pair of boots, I set them in front of me at my work table and stare at them for a bit.  Sometimes I dream about where they've been and how much horse sweat has swept the shaft.   Then I let the creativity begin and this old cowhide becomes a new creation that will bring smiles to the faces of many a cowgirl.  I love the history of the boots and the future they have yet to see.