Since moving to the mountains, it's been difficult to tear us away from home. Especially when tearing us away means being in town. But this weekend found us at the fairgrounds for a 2 day ranch rodeo. A good friend coordinates and produces this annually and he always asks DH to be a judge.
It is good to catch up with ranching friends we rarely see and in this year of plentiful rain, abundant grass, soggy calves-fat cows, and soaring beef prices; our conversations are filled with grateful hearts. We know all too well that this is an incredibly rare season and an immense blessing.
If you ranch for the money, you may as well go do something else because more often than not, the bottom line is red and not black, but most of us don't do it for the money. In this line of work, it's not what you DO. It's who you ARE. It's faith and family. It's tradition and heritage. It's legacy and values.
Through the years I've written countless posts (most of those are tagged under ranch life if anyone wishes to read more) about wind and drought, the challenges we've encountered, and about my love for this way of life through it all.
So even in the rough years: when the rain doesn't fall and the prices tank, you pray through it and ALWAYS give God the thanks and glory for allowing you to be a steward of the land and livestock He has placed in your care because from where I stand, there isn't a better life.
Well that certainly wasn't the direction I saw this post taking. LOL. But the words just fell out and I'm leaving it as is and honestly, every year is a good year to be a rancher.
