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The Face of Terror
Last Tuesday, the family spent the day moving our cows to a different pasture. We loaded up our horses and drove to our starting point to gather cows, which was a twenty minute drive from home. Our son followed in his pickup because he and my husband planned to gather up and move salt…
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Fixes and Kisses
My kids know better than to come to me with their broken toys or equipment. The best I can do, is give them a sympathetic hug or a kiss, but neither have been successful repair tools. My approach doesn’t fix it, or do much to make the kids feel better, but my husband delights in…
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A Ranchwife’s Poems
The book club I’m in meets every month, and oftentimes the summer book club gatherings aren’t well attended because people are busy or gone. At July’s meeting, a few of us met along the shore of Stockade Lake, east of Custer just inside Custer State Park. The host for July’s book club meeting chose poetry for our reading selection….
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Roads Less Traveled
On the road trip my daughter and I took while my son was at camp, I experienced some lost and found moments. My daughter and I spent our time getting lost and making discoveries. I intentionally picked rural routes to travel on in order to get acquainted with other farm and ranch communities in South…
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Fair Enough
Participating in our county fair is fun but sometimes I can turn into the Wicked Witch of the Fair when it gets down to the wire. The weeks prior to Achievement Days, I have to look at or walk around posters and displays propped up on unused spaces during their varied stages of completion. It…
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Cowboy Logic Camping
My husband told our kids once, A campground is about as close to living in a city as you can get, when they mentioned how much they liked staying at a campground. Considering the way we choose to live and the idea behind camping, I had to agree with him. Experiencing the outdoors and connecting…
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Birde Lover
When I saw a bumper sticker that said, Have you hugged your kid today? I couldn’t help but think that’s a no-brainer but did consider whom I haven’t hugged lately. After contemplating those I’ve neglected, I realized the kids’ babysitter needs a lot more appreciative squeezes from me. I don’t know of any ranch family…
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