Showing posts with label ranch life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ranch life. Show all posts

Friday, April 27, 2012

a rememberance...

*this is a post i wrote the 5th year after my daddy's passing, it has now been 7 and i miss him more than ever...as i gaze upon this land and my wild prairie children, i am filled with such gratitude for his sacrifices and strength.* 


a cowboy's hat can tell many stories...


this hat for instance belonged to a man that i *love* dearly..
and miss terribly...


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the sweat ring comes from years of being a steward to a land...


a land his great-grandfather worked and cared for...


from trying to live for the cattle that had been trusted into his work worn hands...


a dirt patch tells of the day he dusted his daughter off when she tumbled from a frisky colt...


another of the grueling day of trailing 1000 head of cattle over a slick rock trail with a 500 foot drop on your left...


that day a calf fell off that trail, this hat and it's cowboy were lowered over the side of the sheer drop off by lariats tied together.  the cowboy rescued that baby calf that day simply because that is how this cowboy lived...on the edge...


the red sand embedded into the grains came from the year he took his daughter on her first view of the only free roaming buffalo herd in the united states..


we ran with the buffalo that day...


the sounds of their thundering hooves keeping time with our quickening hearts and our horses long strides...


the water stains were left behind on a day where his most trusted horse, and friend moved on to greener pastures...


the round burn marks were left behind by the dying embers of a camp fire...while he sat listening to the coyotes howl at the full moon rising over the snow capped peaks of the henry mountains...


among the dirt is patches of flour....this hat watched over the cowboy while making many of his famous sourdough biscuits...there has yet to be one made that sticks to your ribs better than what this cowboy made...


the crimp in the brim came from a day full of anxiety...the day that his first grandson was born...


....this daughter is blessed....not only can i gaze at the life of this cowboy each day....but i am able to hear him in the breezes that sway the grain fields...i am able to hear him in the lone coyotes howl...i am able to hear him in the crackle of the camp fire...i am able to feel his love in the land that i work with my hands...


we love you dad and miss you so...




Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Calling Coyotes...

when this little wild prairie child...



decides to climb out of the truck...

leaving his comfortable lounge chair behind...



eagerly climbs upon his horse and is told to chase cattle through the thick oak...

he worries a little about getting left behind so naturally lets out a couple cries of despair...

and what should answer his cries on this autumn evening...

a lone coyote...

yep, my little five year old's cries called in a coyote...

much to the delight of his dad, uncle and brother...

not so much his mom...

who wasn't sure if the coyote thought he heard a friend on the wind or the cries of a small injured deer?!?...

this child constantly amazes me...



Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Happenings...


~sheep herd on daylight heading home~

sheesh...a week really?!?...

fall gathering has officially begun...not just for our little prairie family but the whole county really...

we are busy sorting cattle, gathering cattle, counting cattle, herding cattle, hauling cattle and cussing cattle...

so i thought i better give you a few quick updates while i'm somewhat sane...who knows what i'll be like by the end of the month...

~recipe for pumpkin spice cookies coming soon {another batch is in order since the husband and i ate the whole batch}

~new farm finds will be showing up in the shop by the end of the week

~melissa at miss sew and so sent me a beautiful "gift" last saturday; dear melissa gave beauty to this prairie girl who just returned from elk camp and was in a desperate need...*thank you* dear melissa for your kind, kind words and for lifting this prairie girl's spirit!

~hens are not the best cattle wranglers

~the smell of mutton lingers for days...ugh

~we've finally decided on a name for faded prairie's little lady {to be announced soon...i promise!!}

~i have a weakness for reese's peanut butter pumpkins

~ i *love* fall



Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Daylight...

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one chore the kids look forward to all summer long is trailing our pasture cows out to daylight...

it is one of the first trailings of the long fall season...

this year they wondered which horse they could pack...

they needed a stove, a tent, and some jerky?!?!...

evidently the grown-ups weren't invited on this cattle drive...

needless to say it didn't happen...

at least i could blame it on being a school night and not my fear of turning them loose by themselves out under the prairie stars...


Tuesday, August 24, 2010

The Rodeo...

hello dear girls...

this prairie girl survived the weekend...

but just barely...

it might not have been possible if i hadn't consumed oodles of ribbon fries and my new found *love* deep fried strawberries with chocolate sauce and powder sugar...

sigh....{bliss} :0)

oh and a little bit of this...



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and some more of this...

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okay we all could do with a little more right?!?


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really is there anything more satisfying than a weekend spent with strawberries and some good wrangler wearing cowboys?!? :0)

i think not....

soon i was questioning all those strawberries when my old soul son who is eight mind you informed me he would be participating in this rodeo...

no, not the little buckaroo rodeo...

the main rodeo, for grown wrangler wearing, tough, crazy, what in the world are they thinking men...

you see he decided it would be great fun for his dad to pull him in the hide race...

a race where a cowboy on horseback pulls an old tanned cowhide full speed behind a galloping horse...

i tried to capture it for you, but remember i'm not pioneer woman and my photography basically sucks when it comes to action shots but...

here is the husband with the cowhide racing down to the end of the arena where my wee, small, fragile, first born is waiting to grab hold...


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and here he comes towards the finish line with a mouth full of dirt and you know what else...


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grinning from ear to ear talking of pulling his little 5 year old brother next year...sigh...

bring on the strawberries...



Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Prairie Ruffles....

hi girls...

spring has finally arrived here on the prairie...

there is a lot of this going on...


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i'm sorry i've been absent for awhile...

i'm finally feeling like i'm getting caught up...sigh...

thank goodness...

today i received an email from a sweet, sweet girl...

erin...

she owns an amazing etsy shop...

creekbedthreads...

awhile back she purchased some of this from me...



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with a promise to share what she created with it...

when i opened the email today i found a link to this...



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oh.my.

i know...

ruffles...

sigh...

bliss...



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you can bet one of these will be showing up here on the prairie soon...

erin...*thank you* so much for sharing...

you are absolutely amazing!!



Sunday, October 18, 2009

Our weekend....

Studly Cowboy rode all week last week to push the cattle down to the ranch on the desert...
this weekend we were able to go down and help sort cattle...
okay, so I'm not much help when I'm chasing after two young kids, trying to drive the truck, take pictures and drink Dr. Pepper all at once....
I think he gave up on me....
shucks....
Here are just a few views of our weekend...
*warning*
Studly Cowboy will be working on the ranch and winter range for the next 7 months so you are for warned girls...
a lot of desert pictures to come....
sorry...


little boy blue enjoying the 70 degree weather...
hoping his turn to ride comes soon, hence the spurs....
poor thing never did climb on a horse....



This little munchkin did though...
and yes, that blood curdling scream you all heard...
that was Clancey when she was told she had to get off the horse....
This is Studly Cowboy and my "Old Soul" child pushing the cattle into the corrals....


And here they are sharing a "job well done" hug...
no major problems in getting over 1,000 head of cattle corralled...
well not counting having to replace 6 railroad ties and a dozen poles on the alley way the herd ran through....



Did you notice I mentioned the 70 degree weather....
and lots, and lots, of sunshine...
guess what happens to a fair skinned, (I will not say redheaded)
blond headed prairie girl that hasn't seen this kind of weather for a couple months???
Yep, I'm nursing one heck of a sunburn...
sigh...

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