Thursday, April 26, 2012. Working four ten hour days allows me to be a mother and cow hassler for three days out of the week. The whole Things you dream about every day. So, I look forward to my Thursday end of the work week day. To my time to shoe horses, hassle cows, and enjoy my kids. Today is a very special day. My little man turns one! Links to this post. Tuesday, April 24, 2012.

Rodeo Tales and Gypsy Trails. Cooking on the Sagebrush Sea. The Gift of a Good Meal. Monday, May 25, 2015.

Boots, Braids and Big Loops. Tuesday, August 11, 2015. The days spent in damp, cold hoodies and jeans. Ball caps strewn from hell to breakfast in the truck. My heart throbbing in awkward, solid beats. All of it plays into the poetry I write in dark rooms lit by the moon.

All the in between stuff, too. We strive to live a life as Jesus would see fit. This year has been great, we started the fall last year off with plentiful rains, and the moisture continued on into 2015. So, once springtime rolled around, the wildflowers were popping up everywhere.

Sunday, November 2, 2014. That fear has very much followed me into adult hood. Thankfully the house was saved but the shed and everything in it are forever lost. My dad re-injured his shoulders during the fire and if there was ever any doubt I now know home is where I belong. Thursday, September 18, 2014. This song is another great one. I mean a horse the color of the sun And with green eyes? Tennessee Stud by Jimmy Driftwood. Along about eighteen twenty-five,. I left Tennessee very much alive.

Monday, January 14, 2013.