Wednesday, February 7, 2024

Intentionality

It's all about the heart. 

(Correction: the queen of Sheba did ask Solomon many questions to test his wisdom. My bad. But, it's still all about the heart!)





Friday, February 2, 2024

Horsing Around

With the warm weather not going to last forever, Fr. Brian Hess and I decided to go for a little late winter ride. Figured it'd be good for us and the horses. Turned out we were right. 


Early morning saddling. I think the horses enjoy it as much as I do. 


Once we got to Newcastle we got Fr. Brian and Chief set up. 


We rode out on 6 mile basin where Dcn. Joe Sandrini has access to a pasture. Fun country. 


Nothing special, just a nice trip around the permitter. 


Can't beat it. 

Any day horse back is a good day in my book. It was fun to get out and about. Helps the horses remember what they're here for and helps us experience some fresh air. Now back to the saddle of ministry. 

Wednesday, January 31, 2024

Corral Repair

With the weather being so nice, I just had to get out this afternoon. On my mind is starting another horse or two this spring. We'll see. But regardless, the old round pen up at Colleen's place needed some attention. 


We fixed this ole girl up a few years back when we started Mollie. Since then, she's crumbled a bit more. 


This broken post was the main problem. None of it is bronc proof. But if we could get it all standing upright it should hold a horse. 


The idea was to set a new post behind the old post, which is the middle one, and then tie the two together. 


I was surprised that the ground really wasn't frozen. It still took a bar to bust loose, though.


But that was mainly because it was so dry. 


After a couple feet in the ground we set this new old post. 


Then backed White Horse into the falling section to bring it back upright. 


And wired the two together. Seemed solid.


Years ago we put these tall stays in each section to raise up the sagging boards and give them more stability. I never got around to cutting the tops of them off and it's bugged me.


So we took the sawsall and lopped them off. 


Let's ride.

It's always easier to maintain a corral rather than fix it. Even if we don't turn horses in this bad boy much, it's still better to have it ready and not need it. Rather than need it and not have it ready. Either way, it was a good use of a warm, sunny, January afternoon. 

Apostle to the Youth

Don't box me in, bro.




Tuesday, January 30, 2024

Boots

The history of retiring old boots on fence posts runs deep in American western culture. Why it got started, let's find out. 


These boots line the driveway into the Durham Ranch, north of Wright. The little research I did about the meaning of such a strange cowboy practice unearthed many different speculations. 


One source said that a rancher would do this to communicate to his neighbors whether he was home or not. A toe pointing out the gate meant he was gone, while a toe pointing to the house meant he was home. Could be. 


Another article suggested that they would do this to keep the tops of fence posts from rotting out as quick. Maybe. 


John likes to say that they are mementos of all the cowboys who have come and gone on this place. Sounds plausible. 


The thought I like the most was that the upside down boot was a form of prayer that the 'sole' of the cowboy would go to Heaven. Now that's Catholic!

However, I know exactly why ranchers retire their old boots on fence posts, for the fun of it! Cowboys are light hearted. If they think something is funny that their neighbor might get a kick out of, or that might roll the eyes of their wife, they're all for it. And why not, what else you gonna do with a worn out pair of boots? Throw them away!? The tradition lives on, and so it should. Next time you have to buy a new pair of boots, consider adorning the drive with your old pair. Passerbyers will appreciate it. 

Friday, January 26, 2024

Loading Hay

It's amazing how much hay two cow/calf pairs can eat. Not wanting to feed them every couple of weeks, we brought the feeder wagon down and loaded it up. 

I love round bales, but they are good for about two moves. After that the net wrap starts to give out. Such was the case of this first cutting alfalfa that Luke gave us. 


Dad pulled the bulk of it our with the farmhand. 


And the rest we threw in with a pitch fork. 


Having pitched in one other broken bale from Uncle Chris, we then dropped in a nice grass bale from Chuck Tweedy over here in Campbell County. 


Once loaded up, Dad backed her in the pen. Backing up a hay wagon with a fifth-wheel front, takes some old school skill. Well done. 


Life is good. 

The cows should be feed now till June! Hopefully they enjoy this smorgasbord of options. They'll do good. Even though it feels like spring, green grass on the prairie is a long ways away. Ranch hard. Be happy. 

Thursday, January 25, 2024

Story Sharing

Modern man listens to witnesses before he does teachers, and he only listens to teachers if they first of all witnesses.




Wall Hanging

Parish life at St. John the Baptist is great. The people, the church, the staff, the area... are all wonderful. However, it has the old scho...