“Sunset and Storm”
Wordless Wednesday – “Sunset and Storm”
“Sunset and Storm”
“Sunset and Storm”
We were supposed to be back to thrashing the grain after our buckaroo interlude… but a small rain shower cancelled those plans. Wet grain can’t be thrashed. The guys headed up the mountain to put out salt, repair some fence, and check on the cows. They took a lunch. That means… That means… I don’t…
I know. The plan was for wedding photos. Victoria and Matt were here… we looked at them… then… somehow… in the case they left me… was TimeLife’s “Country’s Got Heart” CD. OOPS. So… Victoria assures me my CD will be mailed to me… Today for a poor substitute is my third (and most likely FINAL)…
When you take cattle on a new trail… they usually don’t like it. It’s new. They don’t know if there’s a mountain lion around that rock, or they get the whoops!-where’d -my-calf-go-to-now? syndrome, and the ever popular whine of BUTHOMEISTHATWAY! But the alternative was to trail through two other pastures full of cows, so we…
Victoria and Matt are here for a day… Her last “time off” before school starts this week… She decided to participate in our local food co-op this week, so we blasted into town first thing this morning and picked up our “baskets”. This co-op has just started at the beginning of summer… but you can…
Welcome to all my new readers… seems as if there’s been a surge in my popularity lately… and I want you to know I appreciate each one of you! Either that or my regulars have been reading and re-reading this little agricultural blog! And if that’s it… you are My Heroes! Thanks! I hope you…
We had a little ceremony here on the Greet Ranch yesterday. Even the reporter from the Northern Wyoming Daily News in Worland made it over. Seems as though my father-in-law, John, received another award for his volunteer weather observation. He’s received the Jefferson Award and John Campanius Holm award previously. This time it was the Dick…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…