Have I mentioned I was home alone this past weekend?  The Cowboy was out in the wilderness, enjoying quite a bit of fresh fallen snow on his elk hunt and I was alone on the range.  He left Friday and that night temperatures plunged to frigid (by southern New Mexico standards) in the upper teens.  So, first thing Saturday morning there was no running water.                                                                                                                                                              
Being from the arctic north I was not daunted.  I layered on my warm clothes and headed out to the pump house to diagnose the situation. …

I’d like to introduce you to my amazing friend, Amy.  That’s her in the top center of the mosaic above … speaking of which, I’m sure you’re wondering what on earth that photo mosaic has to do with being a little blonde cowgirl, living on a great big cattle ranch in southern New Mexico. 
The answer of course is nothing!  Which, is what makes it is so very relevant.  You see my friend Amy is living an experience that is as close to the exact opposite of that which I am …

I’m not sure if you know this, but … I’m not a full-time cowgirl.  Nope.  I wish I was … but like they say, “behind every succesful cowboy is a woman who works in town.”  I am that woman
Monday through Friday during regular business hours I trade my horse for a desk and work as an executive at a non-profit agency.  However … this is my favorite thing:I am the self appointed face painter at all the community events we attend, and a pretty darned good one if …