Where's the song ~~ "Don't let your daughters grow up to marry a Cowboy" ?

​​​​​​​Life is tough! Requires hard physical work, long, long days of pain, dirt, and broken fingernails.​
​Days of frigid cold & scorching heat; through the dust & mud; daybreak into the darkness of nite~~​
​the heart & body becomes toughened & weathered replicating leather!​
​A forever constant factor for a real Cowboy's Wife is tons of sweat, oceans of tears and a constant 'drought' in the wallet!​
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​​​​​​​​​IF​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ she wants to spend anytime at all with her Cowboy, she must do as he does, you become partners!​
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​​​​​​Kick off your boots, grab a cup of coffee, sit back and envision yourself in my life!​
​... It really isn't that bad! There are many rewards to be had to make it a great lifestyle! ...​ ​​​​​​​

Monday, September 22, 2008

A Quiet day...

...on the homefront....

Last evening there was calm in the heavens as Cowboy and I sat on the front porch, the evening chores were done. Supper was in the oven with the aromas of pot roast and blueberry muffins sifting through the door casings.

It was a quiet Sunday and we were able to catch up on our neglected pastimes. Cowboy picked up his carving tools. I curled up with chapters in a book that was awaiting me; one which had been collecting dust in its half open state.
The sun had begun to dim its glow over the horizon and for a brief interlude we were lost in capricious conversation.
A breeze played soft music through the wind chimes hanging on the eves, yet the locust leaves shivered. We listened, as over head the birds were hastily seeking shelter.

Is there a storm blowing in, we wondered?

Soon dirt devils began to swirl in a dance with the sagebrush and the elms began bowing with their applause.

We watched as the horses banished the wind in foolish delight. In the obscurity of the moment, cattle could be heard drifting hastily into the coulees.
Gusting winds began unleashing mayhem over the prairies, disarranging tumbleweeds, entangling them amid the fences.

Supper was ready. I gathered the corners of the blanket surrounding me and we went inside, closing the doors against the intrusive fingers of Ol' Man Winter.

Ol’ Jack Frost hasn’t knocked yet, he is still next door!



30 comments:

Saddle Mountain Rider said...

Oh, but you have painted the nicest picture of a country evening. But now i am hungry for blueberry muffins or any kind of baked goods. Now if i can just find someone to bake some for me.

wordmama said...

What a beautifully depicted fall scene. You captured it so eloquently Barb! It was just the serene mental picture I needed this morning.

Renie Burghardt said...

Qiet days are nice, aren't they Barb? Your supper made me hungry. I haven't made pot roast in ages. Got to do that again, soon. Our temperatures are in the mid-80s this week, so summer is not giving up just yet.

Love the photo, and your musings were lovely.

Hope today is a quiet day as well!

Hugs,

Renie

Cactus Jack Splash said...

What a lovely evening

Theresa @ Take A Sentimental Journey said...

Barb, pass me a muffin please. LOL
I'm starving !

earth heart said...

There's nothing better than times like this when we can still ourselves and enjoy the peace of the moment. Such a nice scenario you've described.

Speaking of muffins, it must be that time of year. I made some just the other day, too. I didn't have blueberries so I added raspberries. They didn't last long!

Janice Thomson said...

Sigh...what a delightful scenario...I can hear the sounds, smell the scents and feel the breeze from here. Beautiful post.

PK said...

You ended your day with a sunset, I started mine with a sunrise.

Old Man Winter is coming. We had to throw some logs into the fireplace last night.

This morning is foggy and quite chilly, the aspens are turning their golden hue. Cannot wait to photograph them!

Egghead said...

Jack Frost is moving in. Woke this morning to a little bit of frost on the grass near the roads. Oh my poor tomatoes. Lovely evening you describe...I am rocking right beside you on that porch waiting for supper.

Small City Scenes said...

I just found you through Janice. Nice blog. My daughter lives on a ranch in E-Wa. that has been her husbands family for around 150 years. Whereabouts are you? MB

The Blonde Duck said...

Gorgeous writing. I love it!

RazorFamilyFarms.com said...

I so jealous. In my world, dirt devils are vacuum cleaners!

:)

We don't get trick-or-treaters here but I sure wouldn't mind if they came!

Blessings!
Lacy

S.W said...

Wonderful sunset ... ^-^
and people ask me why I LOVE Blogger
simply because of these stuffs
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I love blogger.com >> excited :lol:

Linda said...

What a wonderful post! Fall has arrived here too although not nearly as eloquently!

Sarah said...

I'm getting excited for Fall. No, really...I am.

I think.

terri said...

The way you describe the evening and the scenery makes me feel so peaceful. You have such a gift for writing.

And yes, keep old man winter at bay for a while, PLEASE!

JennyLu said...

First... Razor... thanks, I NEEDED that laugh!

Other FIRST... Barb... SIGH SIGH SIGH, what a beautiful post.
PS
Keep Jack up there.
Jenn

Christina said...

I just love this transitional time of year! The crisp evenings on the porch. The tangy mornings! You make me smile!

A Bite of Country Cupcakes said...

What an evening you describe....
MMMmmm I can smell the roast and muffins noe too...Yum!

Annie Bright said...

Hi there

Came via the black box :-)) Great Blog :-)

Sylvie said...

Quiet... It's such a wonderful feeling to hear quiet :-)
I live in a big city so I run away to the mountains as much as I can just to hear QUIET...
And You just get it-great :-)
Sylwia

karenhappywoman said...

What a beautiful evening. How do you make those muffins? I don't have blueberries but I have raspberry in the freezer and jam too. Smells great ... in my imagination!

Kath said...

Thanks for visiting our blog. Your words are wonderful as is the photo. I, personally, am ignoring what the chill in the night air really means and pretending that it is going to stay like it is right now, warm in the day and cool in the night.

S.W said...

Cowboy's Wife
thanks for your visiting ,,
I subscribed to you blog so I can keep on with all new stuffs '^^

Elliemae said...

Lovely..lovely picture too. I don't want to talk about winter yet though.

Jeannelle said...

Oh, what a lovely description of an autumn evening on your ranch.....like I was there!

DesertHen said...

What a beautiful picture you painted with your words.......

Lovely photo of the setting sun.

I see you have a playlist.....I like it......=)

Now I must go cover the tomato plants before they freeze.......jack frost is doing his best to make an appearance here, but has yet to knock to hard.

Tammy said...

I am so jealous of your way of life! It sounds so peaceful and *beautiful*. Thanks for your comment on my blog. :o)

This Eclectic Life said...

Sounds like a delicious evening altogether! Thanks for sharing it (and I hope Jack Frost stays away a little longer!).

rashbre said...

You paint a lovely picture of a world so far away from my busy London streets.