We had a wonderful Thanksgiving here on the ranch. We had 23 folks over for dinner, and enjoyed pasture raised turkey raised by a former employee (2 birds–yum!—thinking maybe we should carry it in the webstore!). It did get pretty loud with all those kids in there, so we headed out to feed the beeves.
The air was warm and windless for a wintery day. The fragrance of fall was still thick in the air, snow was coming down in the peaks, and the quiet completed a picture of peace. Every now and then a flock of geese would fly overhead, but their honking didn’t take away from the scene. One new friend from Seattle, who never spent time on the ranch before, remarked that the quiet was actually quite a gift.
That’s what you get when you live in a valley the size of Rhode Island with only 300 people in it.
The snow is gone on our pastures with a little warmer weather in the valley—indeed, that is why we ranch here, as we our beeves can graze snow free for so much of the year. We scatter some hay to supplement them with great summer-harvested quality, but most of the day, they just wander around and pick off taller abundant pasture grasses, still a little green from the long days of summer.
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