Every Once In A While….

You hear a song or a sound that takes you back in time…maybe its a visual image that takes you back to the memories you hold dear in your heart…

Not long ago, I was looking out my kitchen window…

doing lunch dishes and I saw a pick up and stock trailer go by…

Wondered who it was and if they were moving cows…

And then I saw something big come around what we call the big corner, about a half of mile from our house, and another something big followed it around the corner and another and another and another…five semi cattle trucks!

Oh be still my heart…

I was immediately transported back in time…old memories of cattle trucks on their way here, either delivering cows or picking them up…and I so miss it!

I have not seen five cattle trucks come rumbling around that corner since the old Juniper T days when my dad and his brothers ran 800 head of Black Angus mama cows…and it took my mind back to old sounds and good memories…

When I lived on the winter cattle ranch…as June 1st dawned, the first truck came over the first hill with full lights on and dip down into the next hill while the second truck bobbed into sight on the first hill and so on until they all lined up in front of my house.

Lined up and ready to load in the early morning dawn, as one by one they left loaded full of cows, heading for the summer range in the Blue Mountains of Eastern Oregon…

I grew up in those mountains gathering cattle with my dad and also on the winter ranch. We had around 25,000 acres on each ranch…the last summer we were on the big ranch was 1979. In 1980 we began raising 200 head of steers on mountain pasture that we kept until 1992.

That’s when Wild Bill and I hired out to manage cattle ranches with many an adventure on the two large cattle ranches we managed…going from Central Oregon, 35 miles out of Prineville, on the Crooked River. close to Post, Oregon. Draw an X through Oregon and the middle of it is Post, Oregon….post office, store and bar.

And then on to Pinedale, Wyoming where we ran cattle on the high desert close to South Pass during spring months and then moved them to the summer range up behind Yellowstone.

I was one lucky cowgirl that I was an only child as Dad took me everywhere with him to work cows, gather cows, salt cows, fence and develop mountain springs…we often traveled 20 to 30 miles horseback gathering cattle and moving them to new pastures all summer long…we would leave at first light, with frosty dew still on the ground, riding out a few crow hops to wake us up and return home at dusk…horses were tired and we were tired…mom was waiting with a hot meal and a hug…it was a life not many know.

We lived on the outside of civilization…no electricity, no telephone, no people, no TV or radio, no newspapers or mail delivered, no running water…our life was simple. During the busy times, we had lots of help with dad’s family, my uncles and cousins would come to help gather cows or in the early years help fence those 25,000 acres as it was not fenced…the first ten years dad had a fencing crew busy fencing, while we rode for cows…I think we had the better deal:)

I miss riding and gathering cows with my dad and our dogs, the one in the picture is Blue…Dad’s on Bucky, she was one of my high school horses and she loved to crow hop first thing…then she settled and all was fine. Every day we had a new adventure riding out early to check cows and babies, making sure the springs were all working and moving cattle to new areas with better grass…we both loved the cattle and the horses…our hearts beat the same with the cowboy life, loving what we were doing!

Seeing those cattle trucks brought tears to my heart as I remembered the old days…where time stands still.

I watched each truck drive by the ranch…disappearing down the canyon…as those old memories flashed in my mind.

I wanted to walk down to the barn and see the brand inspector, the cattle buyer, if we were selling and most importantly my dad…waiting on me to grab my horse, to help him sort cows.

By the time we had kids, the big cattle ranch I grew up on was gone…unfortunately, our kids did not learn to ride horseback or to gather cattle on the mountain or winter ranch.

Funny how those trucks took me back to old times…back to good memories…how I remember and how I miss it…be still my heart!

Now where is my kleenex! Darn It!

In A Nano Second, A Blink Of Life Evaporates…

In a nano second, a blink of life evaporates…

as it trickles through the hourglass of time.

Sunday dawned a typical day for us..

Wild Bill and I had a list of stuff we wanted to do around the ranch…weekends are our only time to catch up on ranch stuff since we run the shop Monday through Friday…

Summers here are my time to shine outdoors….I love working in the yard, watering, spraying weeds and planting more and more flowers…as well as messing with my horses and of course my camera:)

I love being outdoors every chance I get, carrying my camera along to grab photos during magic time light…

Early Sunday afternoon we were formulating our plan of attack, when I noted I felt light headed…and I noticed life around me was spinning out of control…

I told WB that something was wrong and I needed to sit down…aa I sat, I grabbed pictures of our very loved dogs:) From the far left Dasher, the only boy…then Dottie, Fly Bear and Ellie Belle. Fly and Ellie are full sisters…a year a part. We love our dogs, they are protective, ferocious and loyal…and lots of fun…so full of love for us, as we are their family..and they are ours too!

As much as I tried to shrug it off, I felt sick to my stomach…breaking into a clammy sweat, WB called for help as he thought I was having a heart attack or a stroke.

The paramedics arrived shortly and each one of them took extremely good care of me and also took good care of WB. Once Life Flight landed down at the end of our horse arena, I was loaded into the helicopter, WB was already on the road to the hospital to meet us when we landed. My biggest grief was that the dogs did not know what happened and were scared…I tried to get them in the helicopter with me but…that was not gonna fly so to speak!

The rest is history…lots of tests and luckily for me it was not a heart attack or stroke…instead I was diagnosed with severe vertigo. I saw my Dr. Monday morning, she noted how severe the vertigo was and again she thought I was having a cerebral stroke. She sent me back to the ER for another MRI and more tests, it was vertigo but an intense vertigo…it began Sunday afternoon and as of today it is still going…life continues to spin and I am hanging on tight.

I am very thankful it was not a heart attack or stroke…and very thankful for my Dr., our paramedics, the doctors and nurses who took care of us. And all of our sweet dogs are fine too…just glad to have us home. Ellie is glued to my side:)

As life slowly trickles through the hands of time…

it trickles with prayers of thanksgiving for my life!

“Gwen Shoemaker captured the professional photos of us and Ellie…

 With Lola, our red 1955 Ford T-Bird for our article in the Oregon magazine “1859.”

May you be blessed with a wonderful weekend! As always…Ellie and I will be back…so hang on!

 

 

Its Coming…Warm Days And Crazy Summer Nights!

It’s coming…

Warm days and crazy summer nights!

We are popping green here!

With more rain than usual…and weird to see moss growing on top of the soil under my log fence and moss on the trunks of trees…

This is Eastern Oregon…we are always dry here except for the last few years…crazy!

Dasher agrees…its time for crazy warmer days…

With green hills of wheat and incredible sunsets!

I Miss My Sweet Kiah…she would have loved both Ellie and Fly Bear!

An Aunt to one and a Great Aunt to the other…I miss you so much girl!

For now we have warmer spring days…

And my smart alack horse smiling at me as I snap her picture:)

Love you My Sweet Melody…you are a song to my heart!

Summer nights are coming….

With Doves sitting on top of my house looking at me as I snap a picture…hmmmm?

Its coming soon…warm days and crazy summer nights!

Snowmageddon Winter

The winter of 2016-17 will go down in the books this year!

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We begin with mid December when Lady Winter was ramping it up…

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And she snowed…and snowed…all dang day long throughout January 2017!

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Dotty and Ellie preferred watching TV, trying to sleep a bit and getting caught up on their shows…

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Lassie, Mr. Ed, Caribbean Homes and Life’s A HOT Beach anywhere but here…Help!

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And the sky continued to fall with more snow…lots of snow!

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Adding a bit of drama each time with a tad bit of…

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Artistic wind whipped drifts…make that Holy Cow drifts!

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“So, Ellie, what do you think?”

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“I think Dad’s shop is buried!”

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“Yep it’s buried and so are the barn doors!”

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“Holy Cow, can you see him? Dasher looks stuck against the building…lets go help him”

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“Dotty…I have never had snow up to my belly before…WOWIE”  “Ellie, I still don’t have snow up to my belly…cuz I’m bigger…snicker ha-ha-hee-haw snicker!”

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http://www.eastoregonian.com/eo/local-news/20170210/winter-misery-hits-historic-levels-in-pendleton#.WKDwlkuM40w.email

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Stay Tuned:)

Juniper Canyon Crazy Snow Dazzle!

Juniper Canyon Crazy Snow Dazzle

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Happens every few years…

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It’s been a long time since we had a normal winter here…

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And this year we have a fun winter!

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With crazy dog daze play!

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“Hey you…I’m the boss and I need to be in the lead!”

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And “Who the heck are you anyway?”

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You have lots of Dots…and your name is Dotty…and you are my new fur-sister!

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And we leave you tonight with wishes for a Cool Crazy Week!

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And “Snow Daze” will be continued…stay tuned:)

 

Moments Of Sometimes…

Moments of sometimes…moments of life slipping by…moments where time stands still…moments of life…(written almost four weeks ago)

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The last few days my mother in law has been fighting for her life…

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We wait and hope….pray and know that God is watching over her.

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We don’t know what tomorrow may bring…but we know that today, life is precious and Mom’s life means the world to our family…

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Mom Holton not only became my mom in-law, she became my friend. She taught me how to make spaghetti sauce and how to cook calf fries! She was a special lady with a heart of gold…she was a walking life-book to me and I loved that!

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We celebrated our 25th anniversary in Hawaii with my sister in law’s family and my in-laws. The last time Dad Holton was in Hawaii was a few days after Pearl Harbor was attacked.

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We made special memories with Dad (he is on the right) on that trip, seeing Pearl Harbor through his eyes was bittersweet, as we listened to his recollections of what he saw and what he experienced…

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Mom joined Dad Holton in heaven October 23, 2016 with a big celebration to welcome her home. God gave me an image of Dad reaching for Mom’s hand as she stepped into heaven and they began to dance to 40’s music! They loved to dance and I was told they knew how to cut a rug!

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I have learned that time is fleeting…life is in the moment and if you miss that moment…I am sorry for you.

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Time is much shorter than any of us realize whether you are young or old.

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Death knows no age limits…life is precious as every second of time and every memory is eternal…don’t miss it!

What Comes Around Goes Around!

These are kind of a last minute share with ya all…old sayings with wisdom that I found online and remember hearing growing up. My mom said or told all of them to me, as they were true. Of course I love that today’s wisdom sayings are woven into horse photos!

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Yee-Ha!

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Love this one…I had to confront it when I went back to college to become a family counselor…yep, its very true!

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Sadly this is very true….it ruins a relationship. I remember my dad sharing with me about people who let him down and lied. He said if they were sincere in their apology, he would accept it but would never trust them again…and if they never apologized then he was done with them. I am very much my dad’s daughter…lies to me are the death of a relationship.

Wishing you all a great wisdom night…

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