Home on the Ranch

Howdy Friends,

I was looking at the calendar, and seen that it has been only 2 weeks since we arrived home from our journey on the summer Chuckwagon trail.   For some reason, for me, it has felt much longer than that.  I guess it is because since I have been home, the work continues.  It is so good to be home, but there are many things to attend to.  First item to attack was our home on wheels.  We pack so much stuff in there, most of it has to come back out when we arrive home.  I have yet to complete that job, but I am gaining on it little by little.  I like to bring things in bit by bit.  This way I can clean out cupboards and closets in the house, and rid of things that are no longer needed.  Kind of a spring cleaning, only it’s happening in the fall.  As a matter of fact, I even joined up with some relatives and had a garage sale last week and made a few bucks.  The weather was great and what the heck! it was an afternoon off from work.


Eye Spy

I am glad also to be back, and settling into my morning routine of me time.  I’ve been going out for my morning runs and enjoying the quietness and the beautiful sunrises.

I am always so grateful to have the ability and freedom to do this.  For one, it makes me feel so energized, and another reason is it keeps me feeling young and able to keep up with my grand-kids who I enjoy spending time with as much as I can.


A Little Pool Party

The  weather has been so warm here, that little Ryker enjoyed an afternoon swim in his little pool while his momma ran some errands.  I had no problem sitting and enjoying some play time with the little one.


Animal Balloon Coming Right Up

The Lakedell Annual Fair, down the road 30 minutes, was held this past weekend, so Daughter Kaylee and I gathered up the kids and headed on out to enjoy all the activities for the young and old alike.


Train Ride for All

The turnout was awesome as the weather rose into the high 20’s.  A very enjoyable day for all.



As the days are getting shorter, the sunsets are becoming more spectacular on the evening horizon.  Just tonight, Rick and I ventured on out to feed the oats to the hungry ponies.  I managed to capture some pretty neat photos with my camera phone.


A Bucket Here and a Bucket There

When you have several head of horses, it is a daily routine to go out among them and make sure they are all free from injuries.  You just never know how much mischief they can get into when playing with each other throughout the day and night.

Once the quad has started up, the horses hear this and start milling around, then follow us out into the field to eat their favored oats.  Did you know that  thoroughbred horses will only eat enough oats till they are full, leave and come back later to finish up?  Unlike a pony who will gorge themselves to possible death from eating too much?  Yes, a pony or saddle horse do not have the sense to stop when they are full.  Just a little bit of tidbit information you might like to know, if you didn’t already .


After attending the races at Northlands today, we came home to a suspicious flag flying on our post.  It definitely does not belong to Rick, as most who know him, is a die-hard Toronto Maple Leafs fan and always will be.  I think we have a lead on who put it there, so when the time comes, I’m sure he will deal with the culprit, in one way or another.  Oh what fun has begun.  Hahaha.

I took last Wednesday off, picked up relatives Bruce and Bonnie and headed out east to visit our daughter Amy and her husband Chris and grandson Coy on their farm just past the town of Consort Alberta.


Long Long Road

The land is very dry there right now and the crops are not far from being harvested.  We all enjoy the warmth of the sun, but too much heat on the crops is not that good.  Hopefully things will be profitable for the farmers in that area.


Down the Fence Line

We took the side-by-sides and toured around the many acres around the Ranch.  The terrain in that area is so very different than here in Wetaskiwin.  The hills are rolling for as long as the eyes can see.


Sight Seeing


A Load full of Straw

I so enjoyed seeing the tractors in the fields, the bales being loaded and the trucks hauling it away.  It brings me back home to the days when I was a kid.


Although my father was not a full-fledged farmer by any means, we did grow up on a farm with many of the regular animals a farm usually has, and I helped with the stooking of the hay into square bales, once my older brothers had left the farm.


There’s just something to be said about being a kid and growing up on a farm.  There is just no place on earth like it.

From Home on the Ranch

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P.S.  It’s not what you take when you leave this world behind you.  It’s what you leave behind you when you go.    Randy Travis