Evening in the Canyon

The longest day of the year has come and gone, but that doesn’t mean our days aren’t still long on the ranch.

Y’all, they are long.

As I’m typing this, its 1:30 in the morning and Wooster has been gone from the house for 30 minutes. He probably won’t be back at the house for another 12 hours. Then, he’ll come in, eat a quick lunch, lie on the cool floor for a few minutes, and then go back out for another seven hour stretch.

There is always something to do. ALWAYS.

(and that, boys and girls, is what it looks like when you have the wrong settings on your camera. Blurry night shots)

We go find him during the day, play around where he’s at, ride around with him, irrigate with him, etc. It’s the only way we would make it.

It’s the reason we are on our “second shift” schedule. We WANT to see him, be around him, be involved with him and him be involved with us.

Sometimes, like the other day, he happens to be coming home when I’ve planned on going back into the canyon. Whoops. There was some miscommunication on his arrival time home.

But he’s a good sport, even when he’s running on two hours of sleep.

We went into one of the canyons behind the house.

Three bucks, a young bull elk, two sisters playing in water, one creek crossing later improved everyone’s mood.

We got to reconnect, talk, enjoy each other’s company, and go 4×4 riding for a bit. After the canyon the night was filled with supper, baths and bedtime routines.

An evening in the canyon is just what everyone needed….and sleep….sleep is always good. J