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As I was dutifully scrolling through my Facebook feed the other day, I came across a post from my daughter honoring her mother. It was kind of a long post, and there was no flashy picture accompanying it. Those are two factors that would normally dissuade me from taking the time to read a social media post. However, since it was family, I had to at least take a look, right?

When we rang in the new year last year, no one could have imagined how the year 2020 would go. This year, it seems people are either excited to ring in a new year and kiss 2020 goodbye or they are tentative to ring in the new year.

Most ranchers would admit they have a love-hate relationship with calving season, and each year seems to come with its own set of challenges.

About this time every year, Craig and I decide it’s time to find ourselves something new to watch. From November through March, we find time for TV. It’s dark-dark by 6 p.m., the kids are in bed by 7:30 p.m., the wood stove is burning and the TV is on. Last winter, we watched all six seasons of Longmire. Craig loved it enough to put up with my commentary, and I liked it enough to keep watching. This year, we started watching Yellowstone, per the recommendation of Amazon Prime.

One of my favorite Christmas traditions in my family is singing Christmas carols together on Christmas Eve. We go through the old favorites like “Joy to the World” and “Silent Night” and typically end with my favorite, “I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day.” 

Christmas is just another day to a cow. Be it a Holstein, Hereford or Maine Anjou, Red Angus, Black Bally or Belgian Blue from Tabor, Texas – or Timbuktu.