Something about that punchy buckaroo lifestyle kinda makes me feel like life is vintage glamour...Start out a day with glitter and curls and finish it with au natural dusty lashes and a sun kissed tan.. You walk into town with ur worn tinged hat and an old cowboy will compliment "It's nice to see a girl around these parts that actually wears their hat" as it's covered in that days branding dust.. With my old Calvary silver tapped bridle I'll ride off and away and beside my flat-topped cowboy my heart will stay..- c.kelly
I honestly love my life. I have in the past year..Been blessed with the most adorable, cuddly, handsome son I could ever ask for. A marriage to my soul mate, best friend, and handiest cowboy I know Junior. I have become a full time ranch wife and mommy, no longer having to spend the majority of my time around town. Now I've had to cook home made meals and craft things to keep my self busy..I've fallen inlove even more with this lifestyle. I used to work near town where I felt like just another pawn who was driven everyday to and from a place where everybody else was, I had no independence I felt. I was so used to waking up and seeing the sun rise and than watching the sunset. Where I was in my life as that pawn I wasn't happy. Some days I didn't get to breathe fresh air. I would be there 12 hours a day with some people that didn't know what I had done in the past or what I really dreamed of doing instead of sitting in a lunch room with some who had never even set foot outside of a "city life", when I was thinking about inside..the joy a horse could give you after he's done a hard days work, what miles I had driven across the Horse Heavens and along the coast, through the mountains of northern WA ID and MT, down in the deserts of NM and hwys of TX. Some of those people didn't know what a range life job or lifestyle entailed. I was hurt at some points by myself. Thinking why had I started this? Why I had put myself in this position. But it was a learning experience. It had taught me about myself. It had driven me to find my happiness again. That happiness I had riding colts and covering country down south of Bench Creek and Dixie Valley or in the wintery hills of Tuscarora, the deserts of the Great Basin, and learning and laughing in China Town and Boney Lane. I had been driven back to my cowboy and where now we have a family raising it in the way of life we love. Our lil boy who is just now 1 but would rather play with his rope and head out the door than be around others. I have been blessed with a son who is just like his parents. He will be a go getter of his dreams. I will be standing there giving him that look....the one of approval everytime he says "Mom, this is my dream"..I look forward to the years to come, the new blessing that will be joining us soon, and the horses that will carry our dreams on their backs.
