Category: western life

  • Galatea

    Galatea

    10 miles from town 20 miles from home Galatea Old run down buildings, only the foundation crumbles left to commemorate the history of that time, was our marker to turn home on dirt roads. Thirty miles was a long ways for most kids to travel for school, but there was no traffic. Only corn fields…

  • Cowpokes Who Cry Preview

    Cowpokes Who Cry Preview

    I cringed, sympathy pain for the cow that was being lifted into the air by our HydraBed pickup. The chain hooked up to her allowed us to maneuver the cow who’d just given birth. A prolapsed birth. Her entire uterus was on the outside of her body now. The sex education I received on the…

  • Writing for the future…

    Writing for the future…

    Alarms started beeping as we left Guinness headquarters, our doors slammed on the Uber driver’s van. “Ya teevin’ bastards!” He yelled at us as we drove away from the tourist attraction. I truly was scared. Did we just steal those mugs? When you enter the Guinness brewery they hand you a mug to learn how…

  • Thank a rancher…

    Thank a rancher…

    You may often see me on here talking about my respect for all life on Earth. Taking care of baby calves was an experience that left a lasting impression on me. These animals will grow and ultimately be slaughtered one day for meat and other animal products. But… Regardless, they deserve a happy and healthy…

  • Be the bridge, not the gate…

    Be the bridge, not the gate…

    It isn’t a question that the ranch shaped me into the woman I am today, but when followers first stumble upon my page I think there can be some confusion. I no longer reside on a ranch, and my husband and I work with people, not cows. But, that doesn’t mean we aren’t still a…

  • A Little Christmas Spirit

    A Little Christmas Spirit

    My horse’s neck swayed back and forth as he trudged through the sand.  I focused on the movement, lost in the beauty of his shiny black mane.  The contrast between the coarse hairs and his dark brown body, partially distracted me from my inner thoughts.   I had come home for Christmas. Frosted tamaracks thawed as…

  • Ghost Riders

    Ghost Riders

    This story is based on true events. Wait! Have you read part one, The Slithering Walls? The old Brown Mill ranch house used to sit on a snake den.  Being an older home meant that snakes found the openings, and they took over.  It was said that the families that lived there long before us…

  • The Unrelenting World

    The Unrelenting World

    The cowpoke I became in God’s Country is part of my identity that I will never lose. This version of myself is with me as I walk the world, and she is always standing guard, waiting for the moment that I need her the most. The day my boys were born she cinched her britches…

  • The hat that you wear…

    The hat that you wear…

    The cowboy hat… Shade from the sun, protection from the elements, a symbol of the American west, rests on the heads of many cowboys and cowgirls. Cowboy hats come in different shapes and sizes, different colors and materials.  The cattleman, the Gus, the half taco, the full taco, the gambler, straw, felt, wool, 4.5 inch…

  • Once a Cowpoke, always a Cowpoke…

    Floriculture, zoology, rock collecting, scrap-booking, archery shooting, goat herding, rabbit herding, reading, drawing, treasure hunting, fishing, movies, sewing, baking, cooking, welding, bullet reloading, riding scooters, riding bikes, roller skating, dinosaurs, history… This is a short list of the interests I had as a kid. What the hell happened to me?   After I graduated college I…