leanin' H
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I have been really terrible at posting anything for a while. Amazing how busy life can be. Thought maybe I'd take a few minutes to show off what we have been doing here on the desert. This will be a scattered bunch of pics from the last year so try not to get lost. 
Littlest H Is growing like a weed. Not sure how we will keep him fed as a teenager cause at 9 he is one bottomless pit around groceries. Here he is pinning on a mother's pin during an advancement in cub scouts. If it has to do with scouts, sports, ranching or hunting, he is in it up to his ears.
Even Ol' Santa seems to like the kid. No Christmas wasn't in September. That was last December.
Christmas morning brought a new shotgun for littlest H and Little H got a new muzzleloader. They have put both to good use.
Headed out to the ranch to spend time at our cowcamp, we passed the "band of blacks". This bunch of mustangs hangs out over on the south slopes of the mountain. Fun to see.
An interloping Antelope attempting to join the bunch of black wild horses. Interracial harmony is possible.
We climbed King Solomon ledge as a family on Littlest H's birthday. Family portrait of the herd.
Looking across the desert from our perch up on the ledge. Indian painted pictures are tucked away there. Pretty neat
The summer brought preparation for the county livestock show in August. Kids and their lambs. We aren't very good sheep farmers.
But we have fun trying.
The show arrived and both kids did well in fitting and showmanship. We knew the lambs weren't prize winners and they placed where we thought they might. Red ribbons but the lessons learned were grand champion in stature. Little H is getting tall and pretty like her Mother.
Littlest H's first year showing. It was a grin for sure.
We are attempting to raise good kids with stockmanship skills, not champion lambs. If we happen to win a few ribbons that will be fine. But watching the kids gain confidence and improve and have fun is why we do it. Even if it is hard on their Dad's pride.
Chasing deer with my bow in the high country. We had a great day over 10000 feet and had a blast with my family. If life gets better, I don't know how?
Little league baseball was another good year. Kids made state but got eliminated after 2 games. Little H is a baller and has fun.
And finally, today we went and got one of my cousins cows and her calf that had come over the mountain. The top of the mountain isn't fenced and from time to time our cows come this way and Vernon cattle go south. It doesn't happen to often and gives us the chance to ride the top and knock stuff back where they belong. Littlest H and Mrs. H had school, student and teacher. But Little H has a 4 day school week now that she is an 8th grader in the Tintic district. So her and I trailered up to the foothills about 18 miles and unloaded the horses. We gathered up the wayward pair. I have my little bunch on a pasture I lease by the reservoir so we stuck them in with ours til we wean. Here is our pasture.
It has a good creek running through it which is nice. I have to pump water at my other place.
My helper was amazing today. She and her paint did awesome. We got the lost pair through several juniper thickets and a bunch of gates. Makes a guy proud as a peacock to have a great hand for a daughter. I am blessed!!!!
The grass looks fine for September. Cows are fat and content.
One last shot of a fine cowgirl and a tophand! Ya'll have a swell fall where ever you roam. Thanks for tagging along. I will try and do better at posting. Headed to cub scouts for a pinewood derby tonight. Never a dull moment around here.
Littlest H Is growing like a weed. Not sure how we will keep him fed as a teenager cause at 9 he is one bottomless pit around groceries. Here he is pinning on a mother's pin during an advancement in cub scouts. If it has to do with scouts, sports, ranching or hunting, he is in it up to his ears.
Even Ol' Santa seems to like the kid.
No Christmas wasn't in September. That was last December.
Christmas morning brought a new shotgun for littlest H and Little H got a new muzzleloader. They have put both to good use.
Headed out to the ranch to spend time at our cowcamp, we passed the "band of blacks". This bunch of mustangs hangs out over on the south slopes of the mountain. Fun to see.
An interloping Antelope attempting to join the bunch of black wild horses. Interracial harmony is possible.
We climbed King Solomon ledge as a family on Littlest H's birthday. Family portrait of the herd.
Looking across the desert from our perch up on the ledge. Indian painted pictures are tucked away there. Pretty neat
The summer brought preparation for the county livestock show in August. Kids and their lambs. We aren't very good sheep farmers.
But we have fun trying.
The show arrived and both kids did well in fitting and showmanship. We knew the lambs weren't prize winners and they placed where we thought they might. Red ribbons but the lessons learned were grand champion in stature. Little H is getting tall and pretty like her Mother.
Littlest H's first year showing. It was a grin for sure.
We are attempting to raise good kids with stockmanship skills, not champion lambs. If we happen to win a few ribbons that will be fine. But watching the kids gain confidence and improve and have fun is why we do it. Even if it is hard on their Dad's pride.
Chasing deer with my bow in the high country. We had a great day over 10000 feet and had a blast with my family. If life gets better, I don't know how?
Little league baseball was another good year. Kids made state but got eliminated after 2 games. Little H is a baller and has fun.
And finally, today we went and got one of my cousins cows and her calf that had come over the mountain. The top of the mountain isn't fenced and from time to time our cows come this way and Vernon cattle go south. It doesn't happen to often and gives us the chance to ride the top and knock stuff back where they belong. Littlest H and Mrs. H had school, student and teacher. But Little H has a 4 day school week now that she is an 8th grader in the Tintic district. So her and I trailered up to the foothills about 18 miles and unloaded the horses. We gathered up the wayward pair. I have my little bunch on a pasture I lease by the reservoir so we stuck them in with ours til we wean. Here is our pasture.
It has a good creek running through it which is nice. I have to pump water at my other place.
My helper was amazing today. She and her paint did awesome. We got the lost pair through several juniper thickets and a bunch of gates. Makes a guy proud as a peacock to have a great hand for a daughter. I am blessed!!!!
The grass looks fine for September. Cows are fat and content.
One last shot of a fine cowgirl and a tophand! Ya'll have a swell fall where ever you roam. Thanks for tagging along. I will try and do better at posting. Headed to cub scouts for a pinewood derby tonight. Never a dull moment around here.
