Man proposes but God disposes.
Sometimes we plan, work hard, try again, and work harder. Then suddenly we realize that this just isn’t working the way we planned. In fact, it’s not working well at all. Not for any of us. And then we admit defeat, or mistakes, or just plain poor planning, and change directions.
Our family came to one of those places last summer. In 2017, we bought a ranch with plans for the family. Those plans did not happen. Last summer, we finally admitted we need to do something different. The ‘something different’ turned out to be a decision to sell the ranch and buy something much smaller. Since I’m the ‘rancher’ in the family, we chose something small enough that I can handle the work mostly myself. While none of us were/are happy about the idea of moving again, we are adapting to the need to start over. We went from 510 acres to 140 acres, a mixture of hay land and grazing, enough for me to have a few longhorns -a longtime dream- a few horses, and we can raise our own meat. Elsie has a couple heifers, and Janna has her chickens. Hopefully the current plans are more realistic with what we can accomplish.
Life’s adventures continue. Next chapter comin’ up!
Fencing happens to be something I thoroughly enjoy doing. Much to the puzzlement of most of my family! I need help to put in the wood posts, but the rest I can do myself.
I love working in the quiet of God’s world with the wind waving the grasses and the meadowlarks singing on the fence posts. And I love to see the finished product- straight posts and taut wires, all ready to do the job it needs to do – contain the cows.
The Jolly Jumble 