Daniel and Vernon were working on a pipeline… Tess and the kids stopped by to watch… I stopped by on my way home from the library… It looked like a party! There stood little Jaxon, next to a well head. This well has some issues… a little water comes out the spigot, then it creates…
Partial Storm
This was a small section of the storm that hit just the other day. With all the lightning that was popping around, you’d think I’d have managed to capture one strike, but I never did. So far no fires. Keep your fingers crossed! last call for questions… Post them here!
Colt
I guarantee my puppies when I sell them, encouraging new owners to use me as a resource for dog training, health, the English Shepherd breed in general. That’s why I now have Colt. He is five years old and had issues at his home. I picked him up last Sunday in Buffalo, as his family…
Reader’s Digest Day
A few different things to write about tonight, the “new” dog, moving heifers, and a terrific rainstorm tonight… but, I’m so sore… and my eyes have slammed shut just sitting here looking at pics. I really can’t spend too much time here… But I’ll give you the Reader’s Digest version. Meet Colt. Look who got…
Wordless Wednesday – “Swishing Flies”
Swishing flies in the sunset light… **** Time for a Q&A. Post your questions here.
Time Would Tell
The dog’s paws padded through the fine dust sending the red poofs abruptly skyward. Steadily he ran, tongue rolling sideways, ears forward, then backward, seeking, listening, seeking, listening. He was determined though unaware of his destination… determined to lead or stay alongside the little truck as it puttered along the country road. A run for…
Overkill
The last pasture we ride through is full of the neighbor’s cattle. Rather than fight them off while trying to push ours at the same time, our neighbors show up to kick theirs out of the way and hold them as we go by. It’s also convenient because this is the pasture with all the…
Fireweed Rare
One pond I rode by seems to never settle, the clay/bentonite soil is always suspended, and it is a perpetually muddy pool. The barren trees overshadow it, their roots allowing the water to seep upwards in an enduring spring. Hidden among the roots, I spied pink surprises. Fireweed blooms in the moist shade, a rare…
Dying Mules’ Ears
OK. I’m pooped. I may even be beyond pooped. Don’t ask what that is, just take me at my word! We trailed our big bunch to the mountain pasture today. They went good most of the way, except for the STEEP HILL. The cows went up it fairly well, but, unfortunately, a lot of them…