In earlier American rural life, communities raised barns because many hands were required. These events occured in a social framework with a good deal of interdependence. Members of rural communities often shared family bonds going back generations. They traded with each other, worshipped with each other and celebrated with each other. Barn raisings were an integral part of life and socializing.

In our modern American life, communities don't mean nearly as much as they did back then. It is our family's goal to bring a sense of community back to our lives and those lives that touch ours.

Sunday, February 27, 2011


 We have an amazing view of the ranch. Not of much else since the ranch sits in it's own beautiful little valley. There are multiple fields with their own herds of cattle, separated for reasons I have yet to comprehend. The field just North of us has had calves on the ground since earlier this month. The field that spreads before our front door has just started the calving process. There were three calves yesterday, one more born over night and this morning as I was getting the kids breakfast, we were able to see a birth in the works. I happened to look out our front window and saw a cow stumbling about like only a cow in labor can do. She was down, then back up, then down again.    
I was excited in a way that only happens when a birth is going to happen. It doesn't matter if it is human or animal. Birth is exciting. About now I see our landlady, headrancher, G, coming along to investigate. Sometimes Mommas just need a little help.

I got concerned when baby wasn't on it's feet and quite a bit of scurrying about was suddenly happening. Sometimes birth brings death. Heartsick like the Momma that I am but dealing with the facts, the kids and I had an impromptu lesson on life and death. But blessings happened this morning! In a conversation I had with G just a short time after, I discovered, much to my delight that baby was just fine. A little swollen in the nose and tongue, but thanks to the able hands of G, was revived and in the "hospital" with Momma. So what do you think we did? We went to give well wishes and oooohs and aaaaahs. All is well for another day in ranchland. 


  1. I did love this post! So far apart, yet similar experiences today. :)