Gone to work

For nearly two years now I’ve been collecting the gear to be able to help out on the ranch. A couple days ago I finally got to use them.

Boot- the cowboy boot where given to me by James’ mom. I needed appropriate footwear for the rodeo. In the early morning chores they got covered in mud and cow dung. Pink Carhartt jacket- after helping the boys outside in the early spring, I told James that I need a coat that I could work in. A pink Carhartt jacket was a birthday present in the following weeks. This morning they held my pocket knife as I pulled it in and out of my pocket to cut twine. Pink Pocket Knife- after James and I were dating, James bought me a pocket knife. His reason was “everyone can use a pocket knife”. This was weird to me at the time because people who cared pocket knives got in trouble for caring weapons. “They’re tool”, and I’ve come to see them that way. As James used the back-hoe to carry the feed it was my job to cut the twine and free the bails. Gloves- at the co-op we picked up a pair of gloves for me, so that I could help. Well, I lost them and did not have them, so I got mud and cow poo on my hands from freeing the bails. Crochet Hat- while James was on field trip to Seattle he bought me a hat from Pikes-Place Market. This caught the straw that I threw into the calf pin for a bed. So good news everything got broken-in… almost everything.