We just got a load of bulls in this morning. They are making a lot of noise...crying for their mommas. We have been by to check on them a couple of times. I will take a walk at sunset to get me a good look at the ones we put to pasture last week.
This is a boring blog, I know. The only thing really exciting that happened today is that I ran into another car this morning. No one was hurt...I just felt like such a goof! My horoscope said it would be a "9" on a scale of 1-10. Hah.
They played "America the Beautiful" at church this morning. Does anyone else get teary-eyed when they hear that? Especially on the fourth. I'm hungry. Gotta go.
Sunday, July 02, 2006
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Gorgeous sunsets
Sunday, April 02, 2006
Who has time to write a blog???
Today is a day like no other. The sun is shining, the wind is blowing (always blows on the prairie) and I just finished a batch of chewy chocolate gingerbread cookies. Why is this a day like no other? Only because it is today and there will never be another today. Right Now.
We had a scare Friday when a grass fire came within a mile of the pasture. We were spared...our neighbor lost 600 + acres of grass to the fire.
I am attempting my homework, checking my e-mail, writing this blog, transcribing parish council minutes and listening to Kenny Wayne Shepherd all at the same time. My sweet husband is outside working. Cuz that's what men who love the land do. They work it. Day and night...week in and week out...summer, fall, winter, spring...I hope I don't sound bitter. I am not.
I'm just warning any other potential farmer-brides out there that there's no changing a man who loves the land.
We had a scare Friday when a grass fire came within a mile of the pasture. We were spared...our neighbor lost 600 + acres of grass to the fire.
I am attempting my homework, checking my e-mail, writing this blog, transcribing parish council minutes and listening to Kenny Wayne Shepherd all at the same time. My sweet husband is outside working. Cuz that's what men who love the land do. They work it. Day and night...week in and week out...summer, fall, winter, spring...I hope I don't sound bitter. I am not.
I'm just warning any other potential farmer-brides out there that there's no changing a man who loves the land.
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