Photo Challenge-Variation

Variations on a Theme is the official photo challenge this week put forth from the team at wordpress…the engine behind the world of bloggers. My domain of agriculture never fails to provide me a response to these challenges.

This time it’s our young heifers. Normally they line up nice and orderly to the table for their morning “breakfast” but here comes my variant. Not content to just come and dine this little cowgirl literally came UP to dine!


A Snow Day

Back in the days when I was working and I had a half an hour highway drive in to and back from town, there came a day now and then that would compel me to wish that I still lived in town.  The dreaded country SNOW day. Because I would hunker down and head into town along with my rural peers. There was no way I was going to be the pansy that stayed home, while everyone else found their way into town and put in an honest day’s work! I do recall, with absolutely no fondness at all, the terror-filled white-knuckle journeys these proved to be.

When the dreaded SNOW day hits, like today, I’m relieved to have the “privilege” of staying home. But now, the dreaded SNOW day means “extreme” chores. Every little task just becomes ten times harder as the wind whips through the coveralls, blowing snow stings the face and eyes, the trudge back and forth to the routine spots feels like a marathon through the accumulating white stuff. You know, it may look fluffy and puffy and even pretty but no, it feels like cement especially as we push our way back and forth to the troughs with our barley chop pails. Oh how I wish we still had oats in the bin to mix chop….this barley is blasted heavy stuff!


I protest too much though. A day like today, reminds me just how much our animals rely on us. We started the morning feeding our young heifer calves and they were absolutely delighted to get out for breakfast. It had been a long snow-filled night for them and it’ll help them tolerate the long white day ahead with a full belly of barley and pellets. I see my dog Patty was overly excited to escort them to the dining area!

Today of course every pen needed bales replenished. Thank goodness for a warm barn and plenty of cats to cuddle with as I waited for hubby to come back and forth with more and more bales for me to cut twine from and to open and close gates and to fill and refill chop pails. I was actually contemplating the title for this blog post as “Chore Girl Fitness” or something…….

The most rewarding ending to our day though was to bring in our cow herd from the far east field…another big group of gals that had endured a long, dark, blizzardy night waiting for their next feeding time. They needed no calling and as soon as they heard us in the tractor from a distance, they were on the move!


All our critters are tucked away in the corrals close to home and we can rest knowing they are safe, sheltered and fed. Let the snow come on!


Love To Write

Where to begin when one has essentially abandoned her blog except for two posts over an entire year? I am stunned to be sitting here at my desk and opening my blog to see that – yes – I only entered two posts in 2017. What kept me so preoccupied? so detached? so uninvolved? so distracted?

It’s no one single thing and I won’t over-analyze the situation but I will spend this first day of 2018 to recommit to this blog once again. As a child I was very diligent in keeping a diary and then a journal in my later years…meticulously handwritten epistles of my daily events and deepest thoughts and dreams. I came across some of those literary pieces of work recently during a major purge session in the basement and was happy to be able to reacquaint myself with the gal I used to be and realize that she really hasn’t changed one little bit way down deep inside.

I love to write. Always thought I would be a journalist or an author “someday”. For these reasons alone, why would I not continue this blog?


We were in Las Vegas a few weeks ago…yea, FlickaRancher Does Vegas…and it took that getaway from the ranch and the duties and the chores and the routines and the schedules and the appointments to realize I really do love my hard-working, purposeful, chore-ridden life here on our ranch with hubby, cows, horses, dogs cats.  But, for the first time ever, I  let myself be treated really nice too and spent the entire first day there in the spa which included massage, facial, manicure, pedicure, hair and makeup. What an awakening that was for this rancher gal…I may let this habit continue, who knew??

So the writer is back and she might even have her nails done and some makeup on while she shares a story or two.