cows
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Trying to live big. Trying to live simply. Can we do it? For us, this is what it looks like the past few days. Me with a warm cup of creamy coffee. Jason with a glass of nice dry wine. Emma with a Gatorade, Glacier Freeze. Blankets and pillows loaded up. We drive west a… Read more
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It’s a peaceful kind of morning. No hustle, no bustle. There’s a cool breeze, and it’s a nice respite before the West Texas July sun follows it’s usual path in the cloudless sky and the daytime temps rise to scorch and wither. But after all, it is summer. What else do we expect. EK and… Read more
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On Monday night at about 9:30, J-Dub says something to me from across the living room. Since my ears aren’t exactly what they used to be, I repeat back to him, “Oh crap, you have to get groceries tomorrow???” He repeats himself. This time much louder and stressing every syllable as a vein pops out… Read more
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Yesterday, EK went to work with J-Dub. He’s breaking her in young. He documented their day with pictures. Read more
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My little 3 month old, EK, just left with her daddy to go check yearlings and feed horses. They’ll be gone a couple of hours. Checking yearlings consists of driving through the pasture, feeding the young cows, counting them as they line up to eat, and looking them over good to check for sickness as… Read more
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Looks like #15 got herself in a pickle. J-Dub says she was probably scratching her chin on the tree bark and turned her head just enough to get it wedged in there. She doesn’t know how to lift her head and pull back to get out. She messed her eye up pretty… Read more
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It’s calving time again here on the ever so windy plains of Texas. While the rest of the world is bombarded with severe weather, we remain rainless. And windy. And oh-so-very dirty. Today was field day at my school and when we left there, after battling wind gusts of up to 50 mph, and no… Read more
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It’s calving season out here on the Golden Spread. Spring is in the air. Trees are budding, tulips are blossoming, and heifers are birthing. Heifers are young cows, first-time mamas. I might even be as bold as to call them teenage mothers. Unwed, teenage mothers. My husband says you have to watch heifers closely because… Read more
Angel Wheeler 