As 2017 draws nearer to a close, I feel like time continually marches on faster than I can wrap my head around. Our summer blasted by and while I was able to share some of our adventures from the warmer months, I still haven’t written even half of the things I planned to. I am torn between sharing those stories and moving forward. I decided, at least for today, that I better move forward with our fall before it is as much a blur of the past as our summer. I adore fall and October is probably the only month of the year I love almost as much as December. The fall pastures here are especially beautiful in September-October as they are filled with weaned calves until they ship out the first week of November.
Speckles of black sprinkle the green-turning-brown fields. Juniper and sagebrush covered mountains, filled in with golden fall hues serve as a backdrop. The vista is finished off with panoramic skies of blue, or depending on the time of day, vibrant shades of pink and purple. I always enjoy this inspiring sight from this ranch’s fall pastures.
During those first weeks of the weaning process, bellering calves sing their song all day and all night. This sound is music to My Cowboy’s ears and he would be happy as a clam to sleep with the windows open those nights. Unfortunately, he and his wife have different tastes when it comes to certain genres of music. And no, I do not consider the bellering of weaning calves part of the country music genre. At least not without adding a little steel guitar and harmonization (from the humans).
It may take a couple weeks adjusting to life without mama, but I truly believe these babies become some of the happiest, most content, and fattest creatures on the earth as they graze the year’s final crop. The fall pastures around here treat them well.
BTW…have I ever mentioned how much I love beef? What’s your favorite cut? I love a pot roast, a T-bone sure is tender, and cube steaks sure can be made up mighty fine, BUT, personally, I could eat ground beef browned up with anything for dinner almost every meaty dish I eat 🙂
Fall pastures sure are a beautiful thing and I hope you enjoyed a little insight into ours.