cattle ranching and rural living in the Pacific Northwest
I snapped this photo a few days ago. We were out riding, and Doc turned around to see what was taking so long. (Ironic since Jason walks faster than any horse I’ve ever ridden.) (Also, just for the record, I didn’t name Jason. I don’t think I could ever name a horse ‘Jason’.)
The girl. I'm just a ranch girl from Iowa who moved west to the border country of Idaho and Washington. I have the foothills to the Rockies in my backyard and the rolling wheat fields of the Palouse out my front window. With cattle surrounding me and a pair of boots on my feet, you're looking at one happy redheaded cowgirl. The photography. I started shooting pictures on my mom's Kodak 35mm film point and shoot. Cornstalks in an Iowa autumn sunset was the photo that made me fall in love … more about PNW Rancher
Oh, and what would you name him, pray tell?
Probably Due Fuss…or Brownie. Actually, no, I would name him Snickers.