I know no one wants a Wordless Wednesday entry today… we all just want to go hug Boomer and play STICK. <You must spell it STICK… because Boomer is SOOOOO intense about it… It simply MUST be in CAPS. STICK!> But life on a ranch goes on… steadily… onward. Today grain is being thrashed, equipment…
Author: Carol
Boomer
Boomer was a bear cub puppy. Irresistible. Round. Fluffy. Huggable. After the deaths of my two previous cowdogs in a short span of time… he seemed a blessing. Everyone enjoyed him. He was always a *happypuppy*. He even used to help shuck corn! Even the broken leg as a pup didn’t slow him down. I…
Change
While looking for Boomer, I made a pass through the junkpile at the Mills Place… and of course, couldn’t resist taking a few quick snaps of my favorite vehicles. Would someone please tell the Cherokee Ranch of Rawlins, Wyoming… uh… we have your truck… This Standard Oil Truck is a good ‘un. Do trucks still…
Come True
Thanks for all the well wishes for Boomer… He’s still missing. I have hopes still that he’ll turn up. I thought about posting a pic of him tonight… but it felt more like a memorial… and I refuse that answer for now. When I was in middle school I had a black and white cat…
Questions and Answers – August Edition
I was looking through the blogs you read and I saw Patricia McConnell’s. Do you clicker train your dogs? If so, how do you just do that for certain commands or for when they are herding as well? Alice Alice, yes, I like clicker training and have done it with my dogs and introduced other…
All Work and No Play
When we work on the ram… We have to pack a lunch. That means after Vernon eats… he takes a nap… because he wakes up early. I don’t. Sometimes the boys don’t either… This time Brandon and M. went rock climbing… and I missed photographing that… whoops. Daniel, no surprise, did this. A nice little…
I’ll Be Fine!
The thing about moving cows up the mountain at first light… sunlight gives your photos that glaring-gotta-squint look. The golden-dried-grass-dusty haze spreads its aura. Then the romance disappears… Panama throws a shoe… and limps along the road. Fine. I’m off and leading him… It’s good for me, I contend… until we pause to let the…
Wordless Wednesday – “”Wild” Flowers”
“”Wild” Flowers Must be Fenced In!” Don’t forget! Q & A Session for Saturday! Leave your questions in the Comments, and I’ll answer them!
Rife Ram Pump II
So sorry about last night! I just couldn’t stay up long enough to win the fight with my computer and/or GoDaddy to load my pics! This entry is nothing without its pictures! So let me start again. Our ramp pump lifts water up out of the 500′ Otter Creek Canyon without electricity. It simply uses…
Rife Ram Pump
Today we revisited an ongoing project. I mentioned it multiple times last August… beginning here. But for those of you unwilling to read last year’s entries, here’s a quick refresher… Our Mesa Pasture has no live water on it. Well, it does… but it comes from 500′ deep Otter Creek Canyon. In the 1940’s, Greets…
Firewood
A neighbor called last night… wondered if we could use some firewood. The logger had left him a good sized pile and if we wanted some we could go get it. We took him up on the offer and zipped up the mountain to haul it home. What a deal! This will be easy to…
Western Transformation
I’ve avoided the heat as of late, if I can, by working on this little project. Purchased for $5 at a garage sale, two of these wooden handmade lamps caught my eye. Nice, but kind of blah. My process? Deconstruct a wire clothes hanger, bend it, then heat it up over my gas stove… <Which…