June 9th

 well we [sandy and i ] were out of pocket.my youngest daughter decided to impose physical abuse on her loving parents. i really thought the sum of my torment was driving back and forth but, ,  logan has this vision [ previously the farm junk pile] yep wants to make a roping arena. you know, one of those places with pristine dirt nothing for your horse to trip on. well as you all know bending is not my preferred activity , but we did . jaxon is a slave driver. sandy and beth were busy meeting the demands of an embryo. this color or that; this shade or that!  for crying out loud little more than a morula  and so demanding.

   we had a good time. breakfast was biscuits and gravy with green chili.  pretty special.

    last week chris and pam ran off . cassie is back home chris is snooping around for pasture. we are calve out and in breeding mode. we used every straw we could muster.mag said there are 10 mommas cycling now the red bull should have a field day. gary did good job resurrecting the middle room. paul galavanting in calif. checking on berto. thats the excuse. think he took some blonde into the wine country. of coarse it left some poor mexicans in grants to cut up his aged beef. rich and jane,marie and gary, mag and her girls all came to wrap and grind and stmp and stack uncle pauls cow. 3hrs for an 1100 lb critter pretty good.

     the most important thing is sister toni kick the last one out of the nest. congrats lucy!!! tomorrow you change your undies and keep on truckin. we reach no end we reach no beginning  we build on dream and live on reality .