She’s more.

She’s more than a cow. She is who greets us every morning for the daily move to fresh grass. She is the momma whose maternal instincts terrified you when you tagged her baby. This momma is even more than that. She is years of thought, sweat, and effort to get just the right genetics to work on your land. Her momma and her momma before her carefully cultivated, watched and developed to eat the forage on the ranch in the most efficient manner, physically perfected to survive the climate and terrain of the ranch.

So, selling this cow to some would be no big deal. To us, she is a little like family. We have watched her everyday of her life, from her first breath, her ‘teenage’ years where we saw her grow into a cow that would become a valued team member of our ranch. We were there when she had her first calf, and saw her nurture that baby into a solid calf. Today, a drought has forced us to make difficult decisions on the ranch. We are nearly out of grass, and hay prices are sky-high. So, we are selling cows, this cow. We pray that whoever buys her appreciates the work and love that has gone into raising her and the others that had to go. She is a gentle cow and will move like a dream and maybe she will even beg for a treat from your hand. After a lifetime of buying and selling and being blessed enough to raise God’s creatures your would think it would get easier. It doesn’t. But when the weather changes the best laid plans you have for the ranch and the animals you are caring for, a part of your heart loads on the truck with them.

We know all too well as ranchers that we are at the mercy of the elements, Mother Nature and the Good Lord have a plan for us, and we have to be able to roll with it. No amount of complaining, cursing or anything else will change what the weather is. God and Mother Nature are all we have that is a constant. Heaven knows that the markets, feed prices, government programs, the weather will change every plan you have. We know that we are not the only ranchers and farmers making hard decisions with this economic and weather climate, and our hearts and prayers are with all of you. Things could be worse, far more people are dealing with far worse things, and this too shall pass.

For today, though, we will shed a tear or two for the mommas we shipped ~ tomorrow we will rise and put a smile on our faces and go care for the animals we still have and we will pray for rain and blessings for all. A wise pastor preached exactly what we needed reminding of this week~ the Lord said “do not let your hearts be troubled….I got you”

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The Hippie culture called it the “Summer of Love”.  1967, June 13, small town America…where I am sure they didn’t refer to it as the Summer of Love, but just a hot, humid summer day.  They say that low pressure brings babies, and that was the day I entered the world~ wait for it….right smack dab in the middle of a tornado.  My Dad was bailing water out of the hospital basement while my Mom was in labor.  My older sister and brother were at some of my parents’ friends house, still wishing I was going to be the puppy that they had hoped for.  It was 5:12 in the morning when I took my first breath of life, and life has been like the whirlwind that I was born in ever since.

To be honest, I really never thought I would make it this far.  I was certain that I would be long gone from here way before I would ever see the half century mark.  I have not been overly kind to my body or myself in the last 50 years, so it would only seem natural that the forces of life would have won the battle.  But here I am.  Holy Cow.  FIFTY!!!!!!  I DID IT!!!!  With a little help from my family, my friends and a whole lotta guardian angels…here I am.  Sitting at my dining room table, writing a blog post in a place I never dreamt I would live, surrounded by the best people in life a girl could ever ask for.

I was talking to a fellow ‘half-centarian’ a few days ago, and he asked me how I was handling this.  I thought for a moment and it dawned on me that I am incredibly lucky.  My dad passed away when he was 48 years old, he didn’t get to see his kids grow up, he only knew one of his grandchildren, he didn’t get to live a life of retirement with Mom.  For whatever reason, the Good Lord called him home very young.  In his honor this is what I am going to say….I am still here, and I am SO blessed.  Kids are raised and they have incredible lives, I have the BEST grands a gramma could ask for.  I have a husband (bless him) that loves me, even on my worst, hot-mess days. Friends that are among the best of the best (you know who you are)  I have a life that I love.  So, 50, you can rest assured that this is going to be the BEST year ever.  I am going to rock it.  This is going to be MY ‘summer of love’ that’s not going to end when the season changes.  Loving Life, Loving Family, Loving Everyone and Everything that comes my way.

Despite the whirlwinds of life that have been around since 5:12 am that June morning (and the fact that I wasn’t the puppy my siblings had hoped for) I am turning these winds into nothing but love and positive vibes…the rest of it can just blow away….I made it to 50…I ain’t got no time for nothing but this eternal Summer of Love coming my way….

Love each and every one of y’all….xo

Mother’s Day

are you my motherToday we celebrate Mom.  I used to not have a lot of emotion about this day.  All it meant to me was it was a day to celebrate something that I wasn’t.  That giant, gaping, big old hole in my heart and soul was empty, dark, and, well, even emptier.  So, I prayed.  I prayed hard that the hole would find a way to be filled.  I had no idea what I was going to be blessed with, but I was so empty, that I knew something would be better than nothing.  Boy, I had no idea what was in store for me…

First came the ones that came along with marrying the man of my dreams.  A ‘mom’ of sorts to an almost college student, a preteen and a pre-preteen, was not without challenges, but they were blessings.  Blessings that fill my heart, sometimes so much it just overflows and leaks out my eyes.

Then came the ones that have come along with having kids, their friends, significant others, etc.  Some of you are still around, heck, one of them even had the good sense to marry in.

The kids that have worked for us over the years~ anyone that can power wash a pig nursery and come back for more for over 10 years….there is something more there than employee/employer.

Then there is the one that came home.  The one that I had given up all those years ago when I was just a baby.  My flesh and blood.  The final piece to my mom puzzle.

My heart overflows today…and I can’t help but think of the “Are You My Mother” story by P.D. Eastman…the little bird looks all over for her mama…and finds many forms of mom along the way.  Sometimes Moms find their kids in many forms.  So. This is for all of my ‘blessings’….ALL of you.

Each one of you has completed me.  It doesn’t matter if I gave birth to you or not.  Each one of you have completed my journey to be a mom.  I love all of you with everything that I have.  I may say it a lot, and use an excessive amount of emojis when we text, but I do that to let you know that you all are my world.  I couldn’t be prouder of all of you.  So, today I want to say Thank You, thanks for showing me what being a Mom is all about…thanks for being a part of my ‘tribe’.

I love you all….xoxo 😀  ❤

 

{future} superhero

caj030They say that a baby boy is just a superhero in disguise.  This sweet little man sure has the perfect ingredients for a superhero, a big heart, a gentle smile, a faithful sidekick, and the firm foundation to let his talents soar.  I was blessed to be able to spend an afternoon with Mr. C and his family to capture some sweet moments of one of his first days at home.

Welcome to the world Carter!

Excited to see what your future holds…we are sure it will involve at the very least, a cool cape!!

Beauty & Strength

I have had the honor of working with some fantastic seniors this year.  This young lady was no exception.  A quick smile, a quicker wit and well grounded.  Something not easy to come by in today’s world.   When I asked her what she wanted the world to know about her, she almost immediately quoted Proverbs 31.

This girl is truly clothed in beauty and strength.  She will go far in the world with her beautiful smile and her beautiful heart.

Meet Ashtonaa064

Masterpiece

rt020Aw gosh.  I feel like all my posts wax poetically about family.  And they probably do.  But, I have been blessed to once again work with an awesome family, that happens to be a fantastic looking bunch.

This bunch came over to the ranch the other day and we snapped a few pics to update the family photo wall for them.  I absolutely LOVE the way they interact and I especially adore the love between them all, which you can totally see in the way they look at each other.

Family is one of God’s greatest masterpieces, and this family is a shining example of that.

Meet the Albrecht Family

Never boring…

 

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Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, “Beauty without expression is boring.”  Well, let me tell you what.  I was anything but bored with this family.  Little Miss N’s  facial expressions tell their own story.  Adventure (there were creatures to be spotted from the swing set), a little boredom with me taking her picture, absolute joy at being loved on by mom and dad, and nothing but pure love in all of the emotions.

We had such a good time exploring the beautiful new ranch and taking photos of this beautiful family…let’s let the photos speak for themselves.  Take a look, you will not be bored 🙂

Meet  The Vandivort Family

A little world…created by LOVE

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This little family.  This little family has been a part of our lives since we moved to Missouri.  When we first moved here, Joey did all of our chores while we were in the process of moving.  Little did we know that we would share a lot of ‘firsts’ with them.  Joey and Faith were the first ‘official’ visitors to our new home, the first to share a meal with us here.  More importantly, I was able to be the one to announce to them that their little man was on the way with a gender reveal session.  Along the years, we have shared a first birthday, our first branding…well, you get the idea.  We adore this little family.

Today, we got to share in another first!  Their first official family photo session.  Well, I guess, technically, it’s the second, but Josh was a little harder to see at the first one.  As you can see, there is lots to celebrate with this group.  Faith has worked her buns off to finish her college degree, all while working and raising a family.  Joey is living the dream on the ranch and working to provide for his family.  And Josh, well, this happy little guy just makes it all worth it.  A little world, all created by LOVE.

In case you can’t tell, this little family means a lot to us here at 2sdays girl photography, not only as clients, but friends…meet the Anderson Family

Rodeo Man

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I couldn’t help but think of the words to the song, “I’ve Got to be a Rodeo Man” by the late, great Chris LeDoux after spending the afternoon with this young man.  Quick with a story, a smile and full of charm this one is…

I fully expect that we will see great things from this guy….meet Garrett

Sometimes this old road
Gets so damn lonesome away from home
Ain’t no way in sight, head on back

Nobody knows the way it feels
Suffer through this living hell
Unless you’ve been on down that road yourself

Boy, don’t you know I ain’t really a bum
I was once a clean cut mothers son?
And you know down deep inside still I am

But this rodeo life’s got it’s hold on me
And there ain’t no way to set me free
You know I’ve gotta be a rodeo man

Skinny old dog on the rodeo grounds
Scroungin’, sniffin’, lookin’ around
In a lot of ways, well, I’m just like him

‘Cause I’m eating up scraps off the dinner table
In a greasy cafe ’til I’m able
To ride those broncs good enough to win

Boy, don’t you know I ain’t really a bum
I was once a clean cut mothers son?
And you know down deep inside still I am

Oh, this rodeo life’s got it’s hold on me
And there ain’t no way to set me free
You know I’ve gotta be a rodeo man
You know I’ve gotta be a rodeo man

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