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Journal April 2005- Photo Essay
Hey
Folks! It's me! Who, you say? Well, I don't blame you one bit for
forgetting who the heck I am, but let's git right into catching
up, anyhow, 'cause I haven't forgotten you! Not quite sure how
to update you.should I go clean back to June and come forward or
start here tonight with a fresh memory and put 'er in reverse.
Oh, what the heck! I'm gonna head on back to the dog days of last
summer
and spur you right on up to today. Let's get 'er done! (Borrowed
that from Larry the Cable Guy!)
Little Joe
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New
hoss, Little Joe the Wrangler and I got acquainted on a warm
spring day moving
cow/calf pairs to summer pasture. You gotta keep your mind
centered on what he's up to as he's a little on the goosey
side, but I
think
he'll end up fittin' our needs okay.
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Calf
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This
calf's gonna be givin' the dogs something to do any second
now. |
Dogs go to work
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See
what I mean! |
Ball of worms
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We
sort of like this early June time of the year, as things slow
down just a
bit from the hectic pace of calving and pushing cows to summer
pasture and dragging meadows and critical fencing and other
things
that you've already heard me complain about
in the past. I was fixing lunch (we call lunch
dinner, as you know, and dinner is supper) one warm sunny day
in mid-June, when Rudy and the dogs dropped by
for a bite to eat between cleaning out irrigating
ditches. "A little while ago, I saw the darndest
thing in the west ditch out in the meadow," he
said, as he turned on KPIN and settled down at the kitchen table
to listen
to COW radio. "It was this huge
basketball-sized pile of night crawlers just layin'
in the bottom of the ditch in about six inches
of water." Well, I told him to finish frying the
hamburgers, and I grabbed my camera and headed
like a shot to snap a picture of 'em. Pretty danged cool!
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Listening to COW radio
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Mealtime,
Bo dog, irrigating boots, and the Clear Out West (COW)
Radio Show!
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Loading croanie cows
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Now, I'll be quiet and let a series of photos
do the talkin'!
You'll be seeing Summer 2004 from removing foxtails from dog
ears to loading croanie cows and calves to fishing
fun after fencing (Bo Dog loves to fish!) to hauling
hay to old Lacy dog's last haying (She turns 15 on March 10 and
is still hanging in there!) to visiting ferret friends.
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Loading them up
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Loading
Croanie and Late Calves |
Ready to work
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Summer
2004 Diary |
Summer rain
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Summer
2004 Diary |
Always time to go fishing
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Summer
2004 Diary |
Fence corner
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Summer
2004 Diary - Fence Corner |
Ferret
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Visiting
ferret |
Hoss
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Now, this is a grey hoss that you'll want to
keep your mind in the middle and a leg planted
firmly in each stirrup...
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Bo LOVES to fish
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You'd have to see it to appreciate how much Bo
Dog LOVES to fish!
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Bo watches
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Bo
Fish |
So does Dad
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Bo
Fish |
Little Sweetheart |
A sweet, little 2-year old (daughter of a friend)
has been
keepin' time-from time to time-with "Aunt" Cris and "Uncle" Rudy.
Though AZ lives in town, she is a cowgirl-in-progress
through and through. And she keeps a whole herd
of adults busy, busy, and worn out at day's end!
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Rescued kitten |
Rudy doesn't really like cats...yeah, right!
This little fella
was rescued from the gentle, slobbery mouth of the big Bo dog...
Friends up country were "talked" into
rescuing him from his "tough" life
here on the ranch!
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Cat kisses
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Cat
kisses |
Roundup
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Fall rain, rainbows, ridin', and roundup gotta
happen come
Hell or high water.The grey ghost gets to earn his keep, again...
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Hauling hay
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Cousin Gene helps haul big, round bales out of
the Cora
Valley...
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Good little pony
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Good
little pony |
Tramp's foxtail
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Tramp's
Foxtail. (sharp grass seed in ear) |
Hauling hay
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Gramma
Pearson hauling Big Hay |
Hayfield fun
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Hayfield
fun |
Bull
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His
work's all done this year |
Plowing snow
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Plowing
snow |
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Rudy,
Robert Ray, Bob Beard, and Gene Pearson sort through a corral
load of heifers and steers and
Brand inspector Bob Beard completes the proper paperwork for
Pearson Angus Ranch calves to be trucked out of Sublette County...
These two pictures were taken courtesy of Nita Miller, our very
nice interim postmaster. Our dear Florence, brand inspector Bob
Beard’s wife, who spoiled us all royally, retired in October
after nearly 30 years of tending to our mail… We shall
miss her great efforts on our behalf! Now, we have to saddle
up a horse to catch up with her and Bob for a good visit! I must
also correct my oversight from last time. All the great branding
pictures were taken by a way cool cowgal from down Colorado way,
Judy Walker. Thanks, ladies, for sharing your awesome talents!
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Happy
Valentine’s Day from the "heartland" of
Sublette County!! |
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Hay,
hay, hay! Seems like ranch life centers around hay...growin'
it, puttin' it up, haulin' it, feedin'
it, draggin' it, and then back to growin' it again... |
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"Down in the valley, The valley
so low, Hang your head over, Hear the wind blow…"
As
winter silently crept across the Valley of the Green and
the beautiful Horse Creek tributary, we take stock in what
was and
what is to be... May these magnificent, proud "ladies" stay
forever free.
I
oft times wonder, which lonesome road to travel, which hill
to climb? Perchance the road less traveled, yes…? |
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Lady
Spring was dressed in drab, gray attire to usher in the lamb
of morning March 1…But, soon,
as if by magic, two beautiful Trumpeter Swans, bound for somewhere,
landed on a narrow slit of open river to cheer us all… And
Lady Spring began to sing immediately…blackbirds, Canadian
Honkers, Sandhill Cranes, and we, tired feed hands smiled slyly
and gave a high-five salute to all things blessed and beautiful…
‘Tis
a new season dawning and we must keep on keeping on… Now,
calving time 2005 starts anew, so until we meet again, like
my grandpa always told me...I'll be seein' you in the funny
papers
on the front page!
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Little
cow feeder |
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Lacy's
last haying maybe
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That's
a good dog |
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