One of my favorite films is Conaghar. It has Sam Elliot in it , (need I say more) and a wonderful actress whose name escapes me. It is about a widow who writes notes on scraps of material and ties them to tumbleweeds. Her husband has left to go get cattle and is killed climbing a ravine on his horse. She feels his death the instant he dies. She doesn't start writing the notes until a year after he has been gone. The tumbleweeds blow all over the prairie and Conaghar starts finding them. But she doesn't put her name on the them, she just talks about her loneliness.
For two years after that she runs her home as a stagecoach stop to take care of her and her two step-children.
That's when she meets Conaghar.
But she waits for things to materialize for them ,because she doesn't know for sure, if her husband is dead or not.During that time she is filled with a longing just to talk to someone, an adult.
She finally finds out that her husband was killed. She has grieved for him for two years, and decides she has to move on, and her and Conaghar finally get together.
For two years after that she runs her home as a stagecoach stop to take care of her and her two step-children.
That's when she meets Conaghar.
But she waits for things to materialize for them ,because she doesn't know for sure, if her husband is dead or not.During that time she is filled with a longing just to talk to someone, an adult.
She finally finds out that her husband was killed. She has grieved for him for two years, and decides she has to move on, and her and Conaghar finally get together.
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