Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Buster

Blossom brought another big bull calf into the world a few days ago. Hubby promptly dubbed him Buster. 

Buster has it made. Blossom, aka the Dairy Queen, has enough milk for two of three Busters. And since he discovered the comforts of the calf shed, Buster rarely leaves it. He's such a couch potato that I'm thinking we should have named him Spud. 



"Is not this the kind of fasting that I have chosen:
to loose the chains of injustice...
to set the oppressed free....
to share your food with the hungry,
and provide the poor wanderer with shelter...?"
                  ~Isaiah 58:6-7 (NIV)

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Sky

In the beginning, Angel had Wings...



...and now Wings has Sky!


There's some blue sky in those eyes! 



"I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes." ~e.e. cummings



Monday, March 23, 2015

Presenting Bella

Annabelle blessed us with Bella yesterday afternoon. Annabelle's heifer calves have always had extraordinary ears, but Bella's have exceeded all expectations. 





"You have done amazing things we did not expect." ~Isaiah 64:3 (NCV)



Saturday, March 21, 2015

Face Time

In honor of the new season and just in time: a tiny Johnny jump-up peeking bravely out from last year's litter. 



"when faces called flowers float out of the ground...it's spring!
when more than was lost has been found and having is giving and giving is living--but keeping is darkness and winter and cringing--it's spring...." 
         
           ~e.e. cummings, when faces like flowers float out of the ground 

Friday, March 20, 2015

The Intersection of Nowhere and Heaven

My favorite running trail sees far more hoof and paw traffic than foot or tire. The hills are challenging but the vistas are amazing, the flora captivating, and the horned lark ditties charming. 

It's been years since I've caught a glimpse of the elusive mustangs that cross this trail. Maybe they're just over that hill, I tell myself. The fact that they're not just makes the next hill that much more inviting.

Looking northeast towards the Big Horns. 

The Owl Creek Mountain range lies to the southwest. 

A pronghorn track surrounded by a mustang hoofprint. 

The season's first phlox blooming from beneath a sagebrush shelter. 



"The earth is full of the goodness of the Lord." ~Psalm 33:5 (NKJV)




Thursday, March 19, 2015

Black is the New Yellow

Some time after Jenny (my sister) and Brian lost their beloved golden retriever, Riley, they launched a search for a yellow Labrador retriever pup. Before that happened, however, they met Gus. 

Gus has grown into a handsome heartthrob (and Jenny's running buddy) with a heart of gold. 

"Black is the new yellow," Brian says. 





"Love never fails." ~1 Corinthians 13:8 (NKJV)



Monday, March 16, 2015

Calves Pending

Six cows are on the short list (those whose calving hour appears most imminent) and are kept nearby for easier nighttime surveillance. Yawn. Calving season is at once the most exciting and the most wearying time of year. 

Anyone want to take the midnight shift?



"The Lord will command His lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night His song shall be with me." ~Psalm 42:8 (NKJV)