You won’t believe some of my responses to FAQs about being a desolate ranch wife.
That tall, handsome, hand-holding, rope-twirling, bronco-twister charmed you out of your pants and into a wedding dress. Then he plunked you down boots-first 10 miles past BFE and kissed you good day as he headed to the barn to catch his horse and go to to work. What do you do now? Following these 10Continue reading “10 rules to live by, if you’re a desolate ranch wife”
The first time my cowboy husband came home and said, “Honey, start packin’” was terrifying. I thought, Oh my gosh, we won’t have health insurance and I’m four months pregnant! Where will we live? Will we be able to afford food? I can’t live on Top Ramen and table salt! We won’t have a paycheckContinue reading “Changing Ranges”
Going to town from the Diamond A in Northern Nevada is usually an all-day affair. If it doesn’t take all day, it takes 15/16ths of a day, so it might as well take all day. The two-hour drive to Twin Falls, Idaho, the closest hub of civilization with a grocery store, is peaceful and beautiful.Continue reading “How To Get To Town”