Home is Wherever I’m with You

Everyone should be so lucky to live in a place that feels like paradise. It was love at first sight when we found this place…. I never imagined living anywhere else. This is one of my favorite views of our house…..I know, it looks like a barn. That was the plan. This is the barn.

Nothing but Blues Skies

Our two Longhorns found an open gate and went to visit the neighbors large herd of welcoming cows. As much as we wanted them back, we were not sure how to separate them from their friends without a stampede. Weekday mornings do not allow enough time to do any cattle rustling, but luckily they happened

Meanwhile back at the Ranch

Our evening routine is simple yet effective for keeping all the pasture ornaments fat and happy!All it takes to produce glee is to open a gate and let the ponies explore and sample…well actually devour the fresh grass that has been growing in their absence.  They will fly around the pasture for about five minutes

Turkey Trot

Tom and I went for a run yesterday morning and on our way back, we found some competition that encouraged us to sprint after them. New Year’s resolutions include not letting any turkeys lap us on our run. These gobblers had an advantage, as they they took a short cut and glided over the fence.

Lamb Chops

Keep in mind that I cautiously edit these posts about animals in case some little child or someone like me is liable to be traumatized about some of the naturally occurring incidents that happen on a farm. It would take a lifetime just to record the bizarre creatures that have just appeared out of nowhere.

Queen of the Rodeo

We would have loved to get Grand Moye on a horse, a pony really. We just could not take the chance, even though our trusty little Welsh gelding is the most intelligent and laid back equine I have ever known. Luckily, my mother-in-law did not miss the experience. We kept her busy and entertained with

Last Night and the Night Before

I could not wait to get home Friday night. Tom and I had a cook out planned and we wanted to get started before sunset. I thought we might just walk down to the tank and sit on a blanket and eat a salad, but I should have known better. I saddled up Pony Boy

Back In The Saddle

Mourning is officially over, for everyone except Pony Boy. He usually just carts around little children and gets rewarded with buckets of carrots and sweet feed, but he was a good sport today. He even put up with lots of hugs and kisses. His bridle was dusty and needed a little polishI needed to walk

Peggy’s Secret Garden

I had no idea what to expect. I thought it might be dark and a little scary. With the recent storm, how could it be anything but a barren wasteland. I wanted to avoid such a place at all costs. It is far away from here. I hate flying for one thing, so for sure

If you’re happy and you know it….

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