Hey all. I haven't posted for some time and thought since today looked like a slow blog day, I'd set something down. We weaned calves yesterday. That meant up before dawn to make sure dinner was in the oven before saddling up and riding out. I was hoping to spend enough time in the kitchen that DH would have my horse saddled. Alas, it didn't happen, but we had a nice morning to ride. The sun made it seem warmer than what it was. We had a good day and now we are serenaded by bawling cattle all night. That should only last for about 2 more days.
I've come full circle it seems. I went from working with him before we had kids, to mainly taking care of kids & meals, to taking care of meals and helping a limited amount, to working outside with him again. We work well together and it's kind of fun, except now I don't have an excuse on those days I don't want to help. "Oh, honey, it's 10 below zero, I think it's too cold outside...for the kids." heh heh Also I seem to have no tack of my own anymore. One of the kids took over my saddle pads and breast collar years ago. No one seems to know what happened to my spurs. My hat fell victim to bad treatment and was burned years ago, and I have no idea what happened to my roping rein. It seems like there was a time when I was fully outfitted and then somewhere in there my stuff became spare parts for everyone else!
We've had a mild fall so far. The weather has been nice. My dad's cousin brought out his mother (my great aunt) for a visit. She is a farm wife from way back and is now in an assisted living complex. She lost her husband in 1985 to a heart attack and still misses him every day. She was fairly young when it happened, but she's never given another man a second thought. She seemed to enjoy the day and I enjoyed having her come. We shared a meal and a good visit.
Today I finished up tying a t-shirt quilt for our son. Now to get the binding on. I need to get another one put together and finished up before Christmas for our daughter. Speaking of the boy, his 19th birthday was today. DD was 21 last Saturday. We must be late getting the calves weaned because usually that job was done before those late fall babies were born. I remember working the cows at weaning time being "great with child" those two years. Just so you know, I was not horseback on those occasions, just part of the ground crew. :0)
Don't forget to set 'yer clocks back!