I’ve been traveling with Paint a little bit this winter. We haven’t really had a “winter” to speak of. That’s why I get to travel so much. No snow, no ice, no cold weather. Let’s hear it for global warming! Puncher, Paint and I have been slipping down to Oklahoma to some Ranch Sortings […]

We’re having a deja vu moment.  We’ve been here before.  But, alas, Hollywood did not call when I pitched my “Biggest Looser.. Cowgirl Edition” to them.  Oh well, we’ll just do what most grown up Cowgirl’s do …. buy a bigger saddle. (metaphor for jeans). On last Sunday I decided I wanted to compete in […]

 Do you see that farthest little white dot out there? The first white dot is my little white dog. The second white dot is my mostly white horse, Paint, running away from me. This past Monday I decided that I want to go to a big Ranch Sorting Competition in Oklahoma City this coming Saturday. […]

 Things happen to me. I fancy myself a pretty good hand with a horse. I feel comfortable multi-tasking while riding. I’ve led pack-strings in the mountains of Wyoming.  I’ve had cowboys let me hold calves with a rope while they doctor.  You know …. western cowboy stuff. I’m used to riding a horse and letting […]

The past few weeks I have been perfecting my technique of “Shoulder Shots”.  That is taking snapshots over my shoulder behind me while I’m riding or walking or 4-wheeling. What is the purpose of this? ( I know you are wondering) 1. First and foremost, for my own entertainment. 2. I’m very curious to see […]

After my horses were banished to the Trap Pasture   , I decided it might be a good time to get Pard and bring him in by himself and mess with him some.  I’m still reeling a little bit from that bad day we had at the horse show last summer when he became the “Devil […]

 See these guys?  They are troublemakers. They are in big trouble with T.H. (so am I) They can run but they can’t hide from me anymore because they are essentially in jail. T.H. banished them to the “Trap Pasture” while I was out of town. The Trap Pasture is a 40 acre pasture, aptly named, […]

Sometimes I can’t find my horses. It’s not that this ranch is so big. It’s not. I think they deliberately hide from me.  They stand there laughing in groves of trees as Puncher and I whip by on the 4-wheeler 3 times. They know I’m looking for them.  I check on them every couple of […]

I follow a spiritual program that (among other things) asks me to �pause when agitated or doubtful and ask for the right thought or action.� I�ve had much practice with this spiritual principle living out here in the �toolies� with T.H.  Until recently this spiritual discipline has been solely dedicated to T.H. since he is […]

Here is my “Saddle Series” for July.   Random snapshots, mostly from the saddle. Life in the Red Zone….. The Cowgirl Red Zone. I’ve discovered more people read my blog when I put a cute picture of Puncher at the top. July, the month of saddling by the lights of the 4-Wheeler. Gathering cattle at sunup. […]