At this time of year the only cows left on the mountain are the crazy ones. My dad is still out 9 cows and as soon as they see us they split into 9 different directions at a dead run. Most of us try to keep with them tying to ignore the branches hitting us from all directions. The rest of us are smarter and choose to be the watch out. Even though it is freezing and we come away with new injuries each time it is still lots of fun!
3 comments:
I found your blog! Nicole left me a comment...you were supposed to tell me what your address would be! Are you coming up north for Christmas at all?
I like your page. I think it's plenty cute (You even have a picture of a really cute boy trying to talk to a horse). I do have a funny lookin' picture of Ben, but that's more funny than cute . . .
The picture of you and Alan on the rock is beautiful.
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