Workin' for Working Ranch

Just droppin' a note to say that I'm gonna be blogging for Working Ranch magazine for a bit to see if it works out. They are a tad skeptical on how many people will actually read it. I was hoping you all could help me out. Just click on the Working Ranch link on my homepage and go to the blog section. Or to make things easy just click here. So mosey on over and take a gander and help a greenhorn writer out.

Stock Tank Memories

I was always a little jealous of them city kids when I was young. Their parents bought them pool passes. They got to ride their bikes on pavement while I was forced to ride through boulder sized gravel. Any time they wanted to hang out they just walked across the street. There was no waiting for Mrs. Melon to stop tying up the party line to call your buddies. Then there was the 2 mile bike ride or 1 mile as the crow flies walk to meet up. Naw, them city kids had it made.

Lookin' back though I don't think I'd trade them suicide rides down a gravel road hill for pavement. I bet not many a city kid ever got to jump 20 ft into a heap of silage. How many of them high-rise hayseeds got to swim and fish in their pool. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm sure they had their share of fun, but so did I.

Captain Green Thumbs

I have to say that I am somewhat proud of my garden this year. It's nothing to make Toby Tobin (I'm sorry, but that can't be his real name.) proud, but I stuck with it the whole year. I know the year isn't done yet, but I'm already thinking of next year, e.g. small electric fence posts are no substitute for tomato cages and a dog will probably do a better job of keeping the critters out than peeing a perimeter every evening. A friend was telling me of a way to raise vegetables year round on fish poop. That'll add to my gardening experimentation for next year. Hopefully when I don't have any leftover onions next spring the guild won't revoke my card. I still need it for a discount at the video store.