No two days look exactly the same.
This morning, I chased calves out of the yard.
They had pushed through where they weren’t supposed to be and made themselves right at home. It took a little time, a bit of patience, and more back-and-forth than it should have—but eventually they decided to head back where they belonged.
That’s how a lot of days start.
Mornings
Most mornings begin with the horses—feeding, checking water, and walking the pasture to see what changed overnight.
Sometimes nothing has.
Sometimes it’s calves where they shouldn’t be, a fence that needs attention, or something small that turns into the first task of the day.
Coffee usually comes after.
Afternoons
Afternoons shift depending on what needs doing.
Some days it’s riding. Other days it’s fixing something that didn’t hold, or taking care of things that don’t make a list but still need to get done.
And sometimes it’s just being outside for a while without a plan.
Evenings
Evenings are quieter.
One last check on everything, making sure the horses are settled, and watching the light fade out across the pasture.
It’s a different kind of quiet than the morning—less expectation, more winding down.
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