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Gwen Peterson: Some resolutions for living country life to the fullest

Gwen Petersen
Big Timber, Mont.

An all purpose, all weather, year-round resolution list for the ranch person, especially ranch women. Add your own resolution to the list. It has no ending…

Resolved:

-Get the feeding done every day before the wind comes up. This likely means 4 a.m. in this wind-farm country.

-Don't step in any posies. Not certain this requires a resolution. One never steps in "stuff" on purpose, does one?

“Pomp, circumstance and money can’t come close to the soul- deep appreciation felt by watching a newborn colt climb to wobbly legs or seeing a sunset paint the sky.”

-Keep the propane-fueled stock-tank heater going in winter even in high wind, rain and snow. Try not to think that the beast might blow up when you go to re-light the pilot.

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-Stop Bailout, the stock dog, from herding the neighbors' horses into a tight bunch as if they're a group of long-legged sheep. A working dog doesn't know how to refrain from his "work" of herding critters.

-Remember ear muffs on cold windy days. This is a must-do task, as it's almost impossible to get chores done with both hands clapped to one's ears.

-Collect all the bale strings hanging on the Powder River corral panels before they form themselves into landscape art work. Trying to weave bale string into a macramé wall hanging doesn't work.

-Clean out the clutter in the pickup bed, pickup cab, carport, file cabinets, desk, clothes closets, et al. A daunting task. Closets have clothing that has become fossilized. The desk is a mystery of meaningful piles. The carport has never had an actual car or pickup parked in it. The clutter from cab and bed of the pickup is the basis for a country song. Some things are immutable.

-Finally stamp and mail last year's Christmas cards. Oh, well, Christmas is just around the corner. Why not wait…

-Act one's chronological age, as in… remain dignified and adult in one's dealings. Never mind. Just go straight from birth to immaturity.

-Thank the Almighty, on a daily basis for the blessing and good fortunate that lets one be part of ranching/farming/country life. As in, one wouldn't trade places with royalty, zillionaires or lottery winners. Pomp, circumstance and money can't come close to the soul-deep appreciation felt by watching a newborn colt climb to wobbly legs or seeing a sunset paint the sky or … well, words fail.

Resolved: Never to take America and American country life for granted. ❖

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