One of our bucket list items is to take the boys to Denver to show at the National Western Stock Show before Isaac graduates.
Yes...that means it has to happen in 2020 or 2021. 2020 was not the plan...because the bank account was saying otherwise.
Until...Wesson won Reserve Grand Champion at Louisville.
There are times that all the plans get kicked out the window and you just seize the moment...and figure out the rest later.
This is one of those years.
We are on our way to Denver!
In Pictures - 2020 Volume I
All I can say is this has been one strange winter so far.
While parts of the West were hunkered down with snow and ice, we were out and about in almost 70 degree weather. Granted, we had some lovely rain and wind to go along with those warm temps, but it still wasn't bad enough to need a coat.
The winter mud has returned, and the cows are just as confused as we are. We had to dig out the fans this weekend because the cows were just too hot to eat.
A Look Back at 2019
We didn't ring in the new year and decade with any fan fare or big parties. To be honest, we all came home and took naps, warmed up left overs for dinner and then headed back to the couches for another nap...then off to bed long before the ball dropped. It was a glorious evening of staying in and catching up on sleep we didn't realize we needed.
I don't know about you, but right now I am a little overwhelmed by 2020.
It seems that every time I turn to TV, internet or social media, I am faced with goals, resolutions, organization and plans to master 2020 and start the decade off right.
It's all a little exhausting.
2019 was a good year for us. To be quite honest...I'm not sure I am ready for it to be over.
I know big things are ahead for us in 2020...but I am still savoring 2019.
I spent New Year's Day scrolling through pictures on my phone. Those that have been around here for a while have seen many of the highlights of our year, but there is so much more that happened in between all these moments.
Hello! I am Heather... the city girl turned mom to manure loving country boys. My husband and I both grew up in the city, but spent weekends visiting grandparents in the country. We are first generation farmers who learn best by almost always doing things the hard way. I hope you enjoy following along with our adventures down on the farm.