Lucas and Elsa show off their working ability.
Wordless Wednesday – Working Dogs
Lucas and Elsa show off their working ability.
Lucas and Elsa show off their working ability.
I love taking photos of Wonderful Wyoming… my English Shepherds… and rodeo… But with rodeo, I admit… I’m not sure if I like the split second before a wreck photo… Or the perfect ride photo… OK, not a good ride, but a good move by the clown/bullfighter! This one’s my favorite… plus I know this…
The 4th in Ten Sleep means parade. The 4th in Ten Sleep means street dance. The 4th in Ten Sleep means RODEO! Now I’ve taken photos of the parade every year but this one because… We were Grand Marshals. A friend took this one… There’s me and my boys, and Victoria and Vernon… unseen is…
Apologies for not posting yesterday. I wanted to share our 4th of July Celebration Small Town Style. I want the world to know… that here… It is everywhere. We followed it at the front of the parade. It lined the streets. It’s on the back of a horse drawn wagon. It’s on the competitors in…
Don’t know how the ships at sea feel… but the .4″ of rain here has created mud and soggy hay. Don’t laugh… .4″ is a fair rain here… we only get 14″ in an entire year here! I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned it… but my father-in-law, Johnny, is a NOAA weather observer… he’s…
I was recently contacted by a woman in Moses Lake, Washington. Her husband has been diagnosed with terminal multiple myeloma and they will no longer be able to run cattle or their ranch. She is desperately seeking a new home for Dana. Dana is out of Elsa… but the father is Dubya, both owned at…
One room schoolhouse from my father-in-law’s childhood sits under the red bluffs… lonely, waiting for children’s laughter just one more time…
As I mow my grass… round and round… back and forth for the three hours it takes me to accomplish this deed… I keep an eye on the sky. This is the view from my front porch looking west… the rimrock should be familiar to you by now! This is not normal for 10 am….
I’ve been extremely lucky in my life to have some great friends. They’ve all shared a part of my life… Helped me to grow… Helped me when times were tough… Helped my moods, my spirit, my workload! Most are long gone down the roads that separate us all. That doesn’t mean I don’t think of…
I do. We just put a quarter of them in the Double Crossing. That means EARLY in the morning we’ll take them to our mesa pasture with the half we took up the other day. That means I should get ready for bed instead of writing… but I have found my passion for this blogging…
Although my wish for the day would have been to attend a stockdog clinic… in Pavillion, Wyoming (2.5 hours away) from Elvin Kopp (his website is here)… instead we took half our cows to our mesa pasture. When I first heard about the clinic, I knew the date would be iffy… But just once… I’d…
Long ago… when my kids were little and chubby and cute and just… just… just… you know… so full of potential and… LIFE!, I wrote a children’s book. About them… and this ranch… and the feeling that you get here… of continuing tradition… of history… of hard work… of generations… I called it Red Dirt…