For a photo of an ancient broom that has seen better days, go HERE.
Category: Ranchlife
We Shall See!
More babies! We even had our first set of twins in a few years! I haven’t seen them yet, but… yay! Trying to make our life “easier”… we set up a pen in the field between the pastures. Mommas and babies sometimes have troubles keeping track of one another until a day or two have…
Busy Morning
It was a busy night, so it turned into a busy morning for me when I showed up to help. Six pens in the main shed were full. (Two inside) Three in the outside pen. Then four in the new pen… And maybe another one, I can’t remember! I helped Brandon as he tagged and…
Misadventure
Well, I had good intentions. Quinlan and I went down to help out at the calving shed. The plan was to do whatever… but cleaning pens of used wet straw was going to be our priority. But first, those calves that had been weighed and tagged would have to be moved out of their comfy…
Full Swing
Calving season for our heifers seems to be in full swing. Victoria and kids were over for a day… I sent them to help at the calving shed while I stayed and built a huge lasagna and salad lunch for everybody. It’s so good to have “cousin time”! While fires ravage ranch land in Texas…
Reminiscing XV
This story is from James Greet, written in 1991 about his life as a cowboy in the 1940’s. I went down and helped Johnny Tisdale on Box Elder Creek. He had some cattle to gather and some branding to do. I ran short of a fresh mount one afternoon, so Johnny said he would stake…
Throwback Thursday: Little Critters, v.2.0
This was first published March 2, 2014. We figure we’re halfway through calving out our heifers. We, as in The Guys, since I’m not part of the process anymore… I did go down with Vernon tonight after Victoria and the twins left, just to see how things were going on. We always weigh our heifers’…
Wordless Wednesday: Nest
For a jigsaw puzzle of this nest, go HERE.
It Begins
The three inches of snow last night has encouraged calving season to kick off. Cameras are up. Straw bales are placed. Tags are made. Supplies set in. Rotations planned. Shaking steps are taken on wobbly legs as instinct encourages each calf to stand and eat. I watch the cameras. It begins.
Heartbreaking Loss
I searched. I read. Perhaps my memory has failed me. In preparation for this post, I was going to grab a quote from a local history book. I could not find what I wanted, so perhaps it was in another book, or I just didn’t find it. The topic was the importing of cattle into…
Beyond Their Years
I was going to give Vernon a ride down to his excavator so he could move it before the next snowstorm arrives. Walking out to the shop to get the side by side, we found some creative souls hard at work. This is Quinlan. Welding. I know it’s not the first time he’s welded, but…
New Beginnings
Boxelder trees are part of the maple family. The Double Crossing has its share. It was almost impossible to go through. You had to dismount and lead your horse, keeping a careful eye that your saddle horn did not snag on a branch and panic your horse. This is what it looked like. Vernon has…