Yard work. Mowing, picking up. Even helping Tess with a project I didn’t get pics of… Then… .77″ of rain overnight. Then this… Five inches of heavy, wet snow pulling down my lilacs and cherry bushes. It’s still snowing! What a spring!
Soddy
Even the old bunkhouse loves all the rain…
Cowboyed Up
The rain continued this morning, but was predicted to clear, so we finally cowboyed up, saddled up, and began to work cows. We’re putting cattle out onto our BLM allotment. (That does NOT mean Black Lives Matter, it means Bureau of Land Management. Seeing “BLM” in headlines lately gets me confused! I get confused easily!)…
Whine
Rain, rain, and more rain. People in Wyoming shouldn’t complain about rain. For an area that receives only 14″ of it throughout a year, every little bit helps. We usually measure rainfall in hundredths of an inch! This March was the second wettest that Johnny has recorded in all his years of recording the weather….
#TBT: Roundup Camp
Roundup camp, 1907, Bates Creek, Wyoming. Photo by Oscar Hoback. Notice the cowboys at rest under the canvas taken off the wagon.
Wordless Wednesday – “Pretty Pronghorn”
Pretty Pronghorn Doe Puzzle
Grateful
Two minutes after a tired little boy fell asleep, the phone rang with the news that we had a calf out on the highway. Of course, we did. I sent a text to Brandon… the only one of us who always carries his phone (or has one, in my case). It didn’t say “received”… so……
Ranch Kid
Ranch kids learn jobs early. Lorelei is waving her stock flag out the window as we sit on the side of the road with our emergency flashers blinking. We’re alerting other (very few) drivers that, hey, there’s cows on the road, so please slow down! After a while, though… that job is boring. So she…
Call It
Finally! A few cows were turned out onto green grass and fresh pasture! Daniel cuts out a pair… They come out onto the highway… I had a little baby who lost its momma… but the guys found her and turned her back… and then we could slowly walk down the highway. We were slow, but…
Rocking
I need to do a larger post, but since I’m trying to prepare for a Facebook Live post… you get Panama… working… and rocking his new headstall and reins! Yeehaw!
#TBT: Elk Horn Resemblance
Lately, I was struck by the resemblance of an old photo and one taken just a week or so ago… This is me… age four? My father was proud of this elk… in fact, these antlers still hang in my brother’s garage. We always ate wild game for our meat, and this year must have…