Husband Jim’s Uncle Walter passed away early last week, so we left home Friday to attend the memorial services in Cheyenne. We were gone for about 30 hours, and of course I was nervous about how the animals faired while we were gone. When we arriving to see the ewe herd in the river bottom, …
Tag: rural life
Five (million)-star accommodations
Jim and I decided we were ready for a night out, so on Saturday evening we took a bottle of wine, our sleeping bags, and dogs, and headed for our sheep pasture. Jim built a small bonfire and we relaxed, eventually crawling into our sleeping bags to sleep under the stars alongside the New Fork …
Doo, doo, doo, looking out my back door
It’s one of those mornings I’m finding it difficult to get anything done, since I’m spending most of time looking out the window, watching our Akbash livestock protection dog Rena, and how she handles two coyotes that have been in our neighborhood all morning. Rena alerted me to the two coyotes as they crossed the …
Trolling for flies
Twenty years ago B.C. (before Cass), Jim and I were newlyweds who climbed mountains, drove to neighboring states for a lunch of burgers and beers at a favorite bar, and fly-fished in cold mountain streams. We had a lot of energy, and definitely knew how to have a good time. Then we had Cass. We …
Sunrise in the Upper Green
I wanted to catch the early morning light in the Upper Green River region of western Wyoming, north of Pinedale this weekend. I was lucky enough to recruit my son Cass and our neighbor and friend Haley for the adventure. The mountain on the right in the photo above is Square Top (about 11,600 feet), …
Wyoming
Back from Wyoming, exhausted, behind, but happy we went. Lib cooked for a wedding in Jackson , for the daughter of one of many old climbers and Outward Bound guides who she knew in her days there, when as they say “the billionaires hadn’t kicked out the millionaires.” In her day it was more a …
Another blogger meet-up
Steve and Libby are in Wyoming on a week-long trip to attend a Jackson Hole wedding, so I managed to kidnap Steve for a few days of visiting our western Wyoming range country. The photo above includes Steve and Libby, and Cat and Jim Urbigkit. Steve was given the proper introduction to this wild range …
Country fun
We’ve worked far too hard lately, and everyone felt the need to blow off a little steam last weekend. What better way than to load up onto the back of a flatbed ranch truck and take a tour of our booming prairie dog town (located just outside our yard). The weekend involved a variety of …
Lambing season
Despite snow and rain storms, our lambing season has gone really well this year. Our ewes give birth out in the sagebrush and are not penned or sheltered. It’s a natural way of doing things, and we hold off on lambing until mid-May so we’ve made it through the worst of the storms and the …
Stealth of the Chicken Hunter
Just before Christmas last year, I lost my best girlfriend to breast cancer. I’m thankful that although Sheri’s no longer physically present in my life, her spirit endures, and that wild woman’s genes are coursing through the veins of her granddaughter, Kylie. A few days ago, Kylie’s mother looked out the window to catch Kylie …