Scarves Scarf Of The Day 2019 - Which Hermès scarf are you wearing today?

[Cookiefiend]

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SoTD, Les Trésors d’un Artiste, I’ve finally been given “a seat at the table” and I get to use all the paints I’ve collected over my careers to accomplish this new job. As always not the knot I tried to create but at least I didn’t nearly strangle myself this time.

Lovely in any way!

Inspired by Lanit's touching story, I thought I'd share a story of my own. My Mom was from Western Colorado. Her family were among the first settlers of the area.

First is a photo of me wearing my Kachinas CSGM in front of a Navajo Saddle Blanket from the 20s or 30s (at least according to my Grandmother) which I use as a wall hanging.

Second is a photo of my Great Grandmother. I don't know the year this was taken but I've always loved this photo. Probably taken on Grand Mesa. She was reputed to be an excellent horsewoman. Its too bad that the nose of the horse was cut off in the photo. Her name was Ruby Hutchison and she married my notorious and colorful Great Grandfather, Ben Lowe. (Much later she lost an arm in a farming accident but continued to run the ranch and raise 5 children as a widow, but I'm getting ahead of myself).

Ben Lowe had a been a cowboy, coming from the south before settling in the area. He was renowned in the area for his skill as a horseman and for being a great marksman. He had a cattle ranch but at least in his younger days he had a shady reputation - accused of being horse thief, cattle rustler etc. By all accounts though he was a charmer and well liked. The third photo is a picture of my Great Grandfather (he's in the middle) with his two best friends or "gang" depending upon your point of view.

He died in 1917 in a shoot out with Cash Sampson at the height of the Cattle-Sheep Wars in Western Colorado. The story could be a plot right of Hollywood Western, if it weren't so tragic. Cash Sampson had been a Brand Inspector which meant going after horse thieves and cattle rustlers. He then held the post of County Sheriff. He resigned as Sheriff shortly before events took place.

My understanding is that the Cattlemen in the area grazed their cattle on free range land - I think this was government owned land that anyone could graze their cattle on. Some other ranchers in the area started raising sheep and used the same free range land to graze their sheep. This really upset the Cattlemen because there was only so much land to go around and the land couldn't support the grazing of both cattle and sheep. Basically, from the Cattlemen's point of view, their ability to put food on the table and their very survival were threatened.

Tensions got really hot and a vigilante group known as the Night Riders started harassing the Sheepmen out on the range, shooting sheep and threatening them. They were not identified because they always pulled up their bandanas to cover their faces. Now Cash Sampson and my Great Grandfather, never got along, in fact they really detested each other. Probably because of my Great Grandfathers past shady history, Cash Sampson suspected my Great Grandfather of being the ringleader of the Night Riders. Also Cash Sampson was suspected (rightly or wrongly) by the Cattlemen of being sympathetic to the Sheepmen. Even though Cash Sampson, no longer held any official law enforcement position, it seems as though he continued to unofficially investigate the Night Riders.

One fateful day in Escalante Canyon, the two men met up at a ranch who, in the custom of the day, opened up his house to let people rest and water their horses and share food. Cash Sampson was there and Ben Lowe and his two boys were also there. There was no quarrel at the ranch, I guess both being on their best behavior as guests in another man's home. At some point, Ben Lowe and his two sons rode on and shortly thereafter Cash Sampson left and followed in their direction.

Its not entirely clear what happened, but Cash Sampson caught up to my Great Grandfather. My Great Grandfather said for his two boys to continue riding. Then there was the shoot out. The Inquest concluded that Cash Sampson shot first and that my Great Grandfather was shot in the back (which is viewed as a very cowardly act - however it is possible that my Grandfather was twisting around for one his "trick shots"). In any event, my Great Grandfather, before he died, managed to get a couple of shots off, killing Cash Sampson. The two boys who had gone on ahead, raced back on their horses hearing the shots. One stayed with his dying father and the other rode for help.

I think this incident put an end to the Cattle Sheep Wars and the true identities of the Night Riders were never revealed. I think its likely though that my Great Grandfather, if not a ringleader, was at least a participant.

I hope you found this story interesting. If you haven't been to Western Colorado, go see it, its beautiful part of the state, rich in history.

Thank you so much for sharing this! I absolutely loved reading it.

All gorgeous, Cookie, but the Vinci fuscia/hot pink is spectacular.

Thank you sweetie!

 

[sf_newyorker]

There are no cowboys, but I’ve graceful horses in action via the Pirouette au Galop medium losange.

 

[MAGJES]

There are no cowboys, but I’ve graceful horses in action via the Pirouette au Galop medium losange.
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Love this! I have on the rouge one today!

 

[sf_newyorker]

Love this! I have on the rouge one today!

They’re so effortless to wear and give you just the right amount of warmth around the neck, right?

 

[shrpthorn]

I love Kermit Oliver designs, especially the 90 carre silks (& SW silver and turquoise jewellery ). Here in Les Kachinas CSGM - ready for rodeo.

 

[lanit]

Inspired by Lanit's touching story, I thought I'd share a story of my own. My Mom was from Western Colorado. Her family were among the first settlers of the area.

First is a photo of me wearing my Kachinas CSGM in front of a Navajo Saddle Blanket from the 20s or 30s (at least according to my Grandmother) which I use as a wall hanging.

Second is a photo of my Great Grandmother. I don't know the year this was taken but I've always loved this photo. Probably taken on Grand Mesa. She was reputed to be an excellent horsewoman. Its too bad that the nose of the horse was cut off in the photo. Her name was Ruby Hutchison and she married my notorious and colorful Great Grandfather, Ben Lowe. (Much later she lost an arm in a farming accident but continued to run the ranch and raise 5 children as a widow, but I'm getting ahead of myself).

Ben Lowe had a been a cowboy, coming from the south before settling in the area. He was renowned in the area for his skill as a horseman and for being a great marksman. He had a cattle ranch but at least in his younger days he had a shady reputation - accused of being horse thief, cattle rustler etc. By all accounts though he was a charmer and well liked. The third photo is a picture of my Great Grandfather (he's in the middle) with his two best friends or "gang" depending upon your point of view.

He died in 1917 in a shoot out with Cash Sampson at the height of the Cattle-Sheep Wars in Western Colorado. The story could be a plot right of Hollywood Western, if it weren't so tragic. Cash Sampson had been a Brand Inspector which meant going after horse thieves and cattle rustlers. He then held the post of County Sheriff. He resigned as Sheriff shortly before events took place.

My understanding is that the Cattlemen in the area grazed their cattle on free range land - I think this was government owned land that anyone could graze their cattle on. Some other ranchers in the area started raising sheep and used the same free range land to graze their sheep. This really upset the Cattlemen because there was only so much land to go around and the land couldn't support the grazing of both cattle and sheep. Basically, from the Cattlemen's point of view, their ability to put food on the table and their very survival were threatened.

Tensions got really hot and a vigilante group known as the Night Riders started harassing the Sheepmen out on the range, shooting sheep and threatening them. They were not identified because they always pulled up their bandanas to cover their faces. Now Cash Sampson and my Great Grandfather, never got along, in fact they really detested each other. Probably because of my Great Grandfathers past shady history, Cash Sampson suspected my Great Grandfather of being the ringleader of the Night Riders. Also Cash Sampson was suspected (rightly or wrongly) by the Cattlemen of being sympathetic to the Sheepmen. Even though Cash Sampson, no longer held any official law enforcement position, it seems as though he continued to unofficially investigate the Night Riders.

One fateful day in Escalante Canyon, the two men met up at a ranch who, in the custom of the day, opened up his house to let people rest and water their horses and share food. Cash Sampson was there and Ben Lowe and his two boys were also there. There was no quarrel at the ranch, I guess both being on their best behavior as guests in another man's home. At some point, Ben Lowe and his two sons rode on and shortly thereafter Cash Sampson left and followed in their direction.

Its not entirely clear what happened, but Cash Sampson caught up to my Great Grandfather. My Great Grandfather said for his two boys to continue riding. Then there was the shoot out. The Inquest concluded that Cash Sampson shot first and that my Great Grandfather was shot in the back (which is viewed as a very cowardly act - however it is possible that my Grandfather was twisting around for one his "trick shots"). In any event, my Great Grandfather, before he died, managed to get a couple of shots off, killing Cash Sampson. The two boys who had gone on ahead, raced back on their horses hearing the shots. One stayed with his dying father and the other rode for help.

I think this incident put an end to the Cattle Sheep Wars and the true identities of the Night Riders were never revealed. I think its likely though that my Great Grandfather, if not a ringleader, was at least a participant.

I hope you found this story interesting. If you haven't been to Western Colorado, go see it, its beautiful part of the state, rich in history.

OMG Canuck what a fascinating story! Thank you for sharing thee photos and posting about your Great Grandparents lives. I love that photo of your Great Grandmother. Which gentleman is your GGF? As always, you rock orange and gold tones dear. Kachinas so perfect on you. Brava !

 

[lanit]

I love Kermit Oliver designs, especially the 90 carre silks (& SW silver and turquoise jewellery ). Here in Les Kachinas CSGM - ready for rodeo.
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Looking awesome dear! Love the entire outfit!

 

[Pautinka]

Such a warm and welcomong sight for sore eyes fifi! Congrats on your latest choices. All so perfectly suited for you. Terrific to see for and Joanna meet up and share a day of scarf shopping too. I have met so many marvelous scarfies and friends on tpf! Our secret society of passionate silk lovers always am adventure. DH always ask how I get to know so many people around the world across many cities, and so bonded in our love of scarves and when we yravel we never know who we might cross paths with! Enjoy your latest beauties; your collection is growing quite rapidly!

I have always wondered if anybody has ever recognised another scarfie just from recognising their scarf and chin as they have walked down the street!!!!!

 

[Winter4]

I love Kermit Oliver designs, especially the 90 carre silks (& SW silver and turquoise jewellery ). Here in Les Kachinas CSGM - ready for rodeo.
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Love the necklaces and the Shawl!

 

[Pautinka]

Inspired by Lanit's touching story, I thought I'd share a story of my own. My Mom was from Western Colorado. Her family were among the first settlers of the area.

First is a photo of me wearing my Kachinas CSGM in front of a Navajo Saddle Blanket from the 20s or 30s (at least according to my Grandmother) which I use as a wall hanging.

Second is a photo of my Great Grandmother. I don't know the year this was taken but I've always loved this photo. Probably taken on Grand Mesa. She was reputed to be an excellent horsewoman. Its too bad that the nose of the horse was cut off in the photo. Her name was Ruby Hutchison and she married my notorious and colorful Great Grandfather, Ben Lowe. (Much later she lost an arm in a farming accident but continued to run the ranch and raise 5 children as a widow, but I'm getting ahead of myself).

Ben Lowe had a been a cowboy, coming from the south before settling in the area. He was renowned in the area for his skill as a horseman and for being a great marksman. He had a cattle ranch but at least in his younger days he had a shady reputation - accused of being horse thief, cattle rustler etc. By all accounts though he was a charmer and well liked. The third photo is a picture of my Great Grandfather (he's in the middle) with his two best friends or "gang" depending upon your point of view.

He died in 1917 in a shoot out with Cash Sampson at the height of the Cattle-Sheep Wars in Western Colorado. The story could be a plot right of Hollywood Western, if it weren't so tragic. Cash Sampson had been a Brand Inspector which meant going after horse thieves and cattle rustlers. He then held the post of County Sheriff. He resigned as Sheriff shortly before events took place.

My understanding is that the Cattlemen in the area grazed their cattle on free range land - I think this was government owned land that anyone could graze their cattle on. Some other ranchers in the area started raising sheep and used the same free range land to graze their sheep. This really upset the Cattlemen because there was only so much land to go around and the land couldn't support the grazing of both cattle and sheep. Basically, from the Cattlemen's point of view, their ability to put food on the table and their very survival were threatened.

Tensions got really hot and a vigilante group known as the Night Riders started harassing the Sheepmen out on the range, shooting sheep and threatening them. They were not identified because they always pulled up their bandanas to cover their faces. Now Cash Sampson and my Great Grandfather, never got along, in fact they really detested each other. Probably because of my Great Grandfathers past shady history, Cash Sampson suspected my Great Grandfather of being the ringleader of the Night Riders. Also Cash Sampson was suspected (rightly or wrongly) by the Cattlemen of being sympathetic to the Sheepmen. Even though Cash Sampson, no longer held any official law enforcement position, it seems as though he continued to unofficially investigate the Night Riders.

One fateful day in Escalante Canyon, the two men met up at a ranch who, in the custom of the day, opened up his house to let people rest and water their horses and share food. Cash Sampson was there and Ben Lowe and his two boys were also there. There was no quarrel at the ranch, I guess both being on their best behavior as guests in another man's home. At some point, Ben Lowe and his two sons rode on and shortly thereafter Cash Sampson left and followed in their direction.

Its not entirely clear what happened, but Cash Sampson caught up to my Great Grandfather. My Great Grandfather said for his two boys to continue riding. Then there was the shoot out. The Inquest concluded that Cash Sampson shot first and that my Great Grandfather was shot in the back (which is viewed as a very cowardly act - however it is possible that my Grandfather was twisting around for one his "trick shots"). In any event, my Great Grandfather, before he died, managed to get a couple of shots off, killing Cash Sampson. The two boys who had gone on ahead, raced back on their horses hearing the shots. One stayed with his dying father and the other rode for help.

I think this incident put an end to the Cattle Sheep Wars and the true identities of the Night Riders were never revealed. I think its likely though that my Great Grandfather, if not a ringleader, was at least a participant.

I hope you found this story interesting. If you haven't been to Western Colorado, go see it, its beautiful part of the state, rich in history.

What a fantastic story!!

 

[lanit]

I have always wondered if anybody has ever recognised another scarfie just from recognising their scarf and chin as they have walked down the street!!!!!

 

[bobkat1991]

Inspired by Lanit's touching story, I thought I'd share a story of my own. My Mom was from Western Colorado. Her family were among the first settlers of the area.

First is a photo of me wearing my Kachinas CSGM in front of a Navajo Saddle Blanket from the 20s or 30s (at least according to my Grandmother) which I use as a wall hanging.

Second is a photo of my Great Grandmother. I don't know the year this was taken but I've always loved this photo. Probably taken on Grand Mesa. She was reputed to be an excellent horsewoman. Its too bad that the nose of the horse was cut off in the photo. Her name was Ruby Hutchison and she married my notorious and colorful Great Grandfather, Ben Lowe. (Much later she lost an arm in a farming accident but continued to run the ranch and raise 5 children as a widow, but I'm getting ahead of myself).

Ben Lowe had a been a cowboy, coming from the south before settling in the area. He was renowned in the area for his skill as a horseman and for being a great marksman. He had a cattle ranch but at least in his younger days he had a shady reputation - accused of being horse thief, cattle rustler etc. By all accounts though he was a charmer and well liked. The third photo is a picture of my Great Grandfather (he's in the middle) with his two best friends or "gang" depending upon your point of view.

He died in 1917 in a shoot out with Cash Sampson at the height of the Cattle-Sheep Wars in Western Colorado. The story could be a plot right of Hollywood Western, if it weren't so tragic. Cash Sampson had been a Brand Inspector which meant going after horse thieves and cattle rustlers. He then held the post of County Sheriff. He resigned as Sheriff shortly before events took place.

My understanding is that the Cattlemen in the area grazed their cattle on free range land - I think this was government owned land that anyone could graze their cattle on. Some other ranchers in the area started raising sheep and used the same free range land to graze their sheep. This really upset the Cattlemen because there was only so much land to go around and the land couldn't support the grazing of both cattle and sheep. Basically, from the Cattlemen's point of view, their ability to put food on the table and their very survival were threatened.

Tensions got really hot and a vigilante group known as the Night Riders started harassing the Sheepmen out on the range, shooting sheep and threatening them. They were not identified because they always pulled up their bandanas to cover their faces. Now Cash Sampson and my Great Grandfather, never got along, in fact they really detested each other. Probably because of my Great Grandfathers past shady history, Cash Sampson suspected my Great Grandfather of being the ringleader of the Night Riders. Also Cash Sampson was suspected (rightly or wrongly) by the Cattlemen of being sympathetic to the Sheepmen. Even though Cash Sampson, no longer held any official law enforcement position, it seems as though he continued to unofficially investigate the Night Riders.

One fateful day in Escalante Canyon, the two men met up at a ranch who, in the custom of the day, opened up his house to let people rest and water their horses and share food. Cash Sampson was there and Ben Lowe and his two boys were also there. There was no quarrel at the ranch, I guess both being on their best behavior as guests in another man's home. At some point, Ben Lowe and his two sons rode on and shortly thereafter Cash Sampson left and followed in their direction.

Its not entirely clear what happened, but Cash Sampson caught up to my Great Grandfather. My Great Grandfather said for his two boys to continue riding. Then there was the shoot out. The Inquest concluded that Cash Sampson shot first and that my Great Grandfather was shot in the back (which is viewed as a very cowardly act - however it is possible that my Grandfather was twisting around for one his "trick shots"). In any event, my Great Grandfather, before he died, managed to get a couple of shots off, killing Cash Sampson. The two boys who had gone on ahead, raced back on their horses hearing the shots. One stayed with his dying father and the other rode for help.

I think this incident put an end to the Cattle Sheep Wars and the true identities of the Night Riders were never revealed. I think its likely though that my Great Grandfather, if not a ringleader, was at least a participant.

I hope you found this story interesting. If you haven't been to Western Colorado, go see it, its beautiful part of the state, rich in history.

I just loved the story, AND the photos! You are fortunate to know so much about your great grandparents!

 

[lanit]

Great intro to the perfect theme fir this week! When Thanksgiving week approaches, I bring out all of my KO silks. He has been one of my favorite H designers from day one. I just love your Tsitsika... one design I wish I owned! The border in this deep turquoise-teal is magnificent! And, here you also show another design which is on my wishlist and that has eluded me for years: Les Mustangs... So lovely!


Thank you so much!


Thanks so much!


Because if your telling the story of you dad and of your native silver collection, I always think of you whenever I get set to match my silver to my KO scarves. You have such an amazing collection!


Looks so beautiful on you!


It is magnificent! This CW is breathtaking! Can’t get over how fab it looks worn with your striped top


Aaaah, thank you so very kindly!

what a lovely compliment fifi - your jewelry collection is beyond compare. Of course I look forward to your posts this week!

 

[Cookiefiend]

There are no cowboys, but I’ve graceful horses in action via the Pirouette au Galop medium losange.
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Oh - this is beautiful!

I love Kermit Oliver designs, especially the 90 carre silks (& SW silver and turquoise jewellery ). Here in Les Kachinas CSGM - ready for rodeo.
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Absolutely fantastic!

I have always wondered if anybody has ever recognised another scarfie just from recognising their scarf and chin as they have walked down the street!!!!!

Bwahahahaa!

 

[lanit]

This is so interesting! Won’t you post your pieces in the Native American jewelry thread? We would love to see! I’d really like to hear more of what your dad did in the community. Please Tell us more (over there) . Love your scarves too, especially the neutral Les Danses des Indiens. I only have the giant turkey, which will come out to play this week.

Since our theme week is about wild west and KO silks here are my two heritage pieces with my favorite vintage Pani La Shar and Texas wildlife (the others are in safe deposit boxes), so tough to get during holidays to photograph. I've posted to your request on the NA jewelry thread too dear.

https://forum.purseblog.com/threads/real-native-american-jewelry.864169/page-73#post-33461246

FYI - avid collectors, I noticed that the Pani scarf has the most interesting silver screened art on the background.











Last photo is of my pop in full NA headress (also a gift from several members of the dance troupe.