In 2018, we learned a farm near my husband’s grandfather’s ranch was for sale. One last-minute plane ride and a long weekend in Missouri and I knew that ranch would be our forever home.
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Seven Years on the Ranch On September 10, 2018, we left behind a suburban cul-de-sac and took a leap of faith into 141 acres of pasture, timber, and possibility. We didn’t know all the lessons we were about to learn. We didn’t know how many…
Keep readingThings We’ve Fixed This Summer (and Things We Still Need To) This summer, we’ve poured concrete, patched pens, tightened fence lines, replaced mower blades, and rebuilt a busted gate. And yet—this morning at sunrise—we got a phone call: “Hey, do y’all have four yearling bulls…
Keep readingMeet Melody — the only registered calf we ever got from our first herd sire, Jukebox. She’s the daughter of our foundation female, Grayson, and a living link between where we started and where we’re headed. Thoughtful, maternal, and bred with purpose, Melody carries the…
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