Thursday, February 21, 2013

The Cowgirl Way



Thought I would share a glimpse in the life of a country cowgirl.
How it started and what that kind of life means to me.


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When I was a very young girl, my sister was a avid horse rider.
We lived in the city, but each week Mom would drive her out to the barn.
I always tagged along.
I fell in love with the horses, the skill of the riders, the barns, everything.  I was hooked for life.

When my first child was born, I know I wanted to introduce her to this horsey world.
Her nursery was horse themed, right down to the carousel wallpaper.
I put her on her first horse when she was 2 years old.  She was instantly hooked as well.

I guess you could say she was born in the saddle.


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By the time my second child arrived, riding was a big part of our lives.
He came into the stables with us as an infant.
He grow up in that environment, and really didn't know any other life, outside of school.
He quickly because comfortable around the big beasts.  And walked around the barns so naturally.


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My one recollection was when he was about 4 years old.  He was racing around the barn as usually, with me always having my eye on him of course.  
I looked away for a split second to see what his sister was doing in the arena.  When I looked back at him, well there he was standing directly beneath a huge horse!
My heart dropped to my boots.  I calmly walked over to my son, took his hand and walked him away from underneath the horse.
It was almost like the horse knew what was happening and just stood there....protecting him.


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When I first became a single mother, I bought a house that happened to be directly across from the town's fairgrounds.
Each summer our small town had a weekend rodeo, at the fairgrounds.  
My young children and I would go see a show each day and attend the family night dance.
We just had to walk across the field....perfect.


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In time I eventually meet someone.  A rancher who happened to be heavily involved in the rodeo.
I loved these parts of his life.


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I know that if I did not marry him, I would someday down the road buy a small farm of my own, and live out the quiet years of my life there.


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 Well, obviously, did not marry the rancher.
But did however, stick to my plans with buying a small hobby farm.


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I love how you all are sharing my experience in finding my dream farm.
In so many ways, I do not feel like I am searching alone.


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A country past, present and future.
 I would not change of day of it!


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Diane



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I will be linking up with these parties
Home Sweet Home at The Charm of Home
Show and Tell Friday at My Romantic Home



7 comments:

  1. that is a lovely story, thank you for sharing... loved the pictures of your house too..I was horse mad when I was ten or eleven and walked to the stables to do anything that would allow me later to ride a horse.. mucking out was worth it if I could get a horse ride for free! I loved it so, but the years came and family intervened and I did get back on horseback in my late forties, but now I just look and love them from afar... good on you to hold on to your dreams and make them happen... great to know, and again, thanks for sharingxx

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  2. Loved the story and pictures. My daughter is a rider, Western competition. Her big old Palomino lives in our backyard now. He's retired, but gets hugs and carrots and 3 meals a day. Love the pics of your farm.

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  3. Lovely story, Diane... I'm glad you're living your dream! Happy Weekend!

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  4. Hello Diane, just a quick note to thank you for following my blog. I am now a follower of yours.

    I love the farm and ranch life you so graciously shared with us. Your photos are beautiful. When I was a young girl of 10 years we moved from WI to CA. A friend I met through my new school was a horse lover. She had two beautiful horses and we rode together after school each evening. I remember those days fondly and wish, often, that I had the space for a horse. Lucky for us there are many stables in our area so I can ride when I have the time. Which lately, I have not had much of. Thanks again for your visit to my blog. I will be back often to yours.

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  5. Aaahhhh Diane...If you truly lose your heart to horses, it never changes. It isn't a hobby, it is a lifestyle! So glad you did not give up on your dream...God placed it there for a reason!

    I enjoyed reading your story, the photos are spectacular! I will further enjoy your "to come" posts...from one horse lover to another...God Bless you and yours!

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  6. Thanks for your visit today!! I love your story and your beautiful pictures, nice job!!! And good for you for following your dream, doors open when you do. When I was young, my neighbor had a horse that she boarded and we would ride every day after school, we had to take a bus there and then walk home after, I was pretty bushed!!! But I loved it!!!

    I've been a single mom for 20 years now and actually was a single mom when I was married!!! My kids love animals and my daughter went to work for a vet clinic, she also loves horses.....ttyl.....

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  7. Great post. Thank you for joining Home Sweet Home!
    Sherry

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