Saturdays on the ranch with blue sky and warm temps are a gift so extraordinary that words alone can never describe.
Today included bluebonnets, indian paint brushes, yellow daisies, thistles out the wazoo, doves, squirrels, one wore out blue hound dawg, breezes, baby fish in the tank, and a whole lot of "damn this is the closest thing to heaven ever!!!!!!!!!"
Thank you Lord for the blessing of the Tin Star Ranch and all it entails.
Plain and simple ramblin' from an ole country boy concerning personal history, current family events, the Tin Star Ranch, and philosophical BS with no redeeming social value implied or intended.
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- I take country pride in being my parent's son, a grandpa, dad, husband, brother, uncle, nephew, christian, professor, patriot, special texas ranger, tractor jockey, woodworker, welder,shootist, bird house architect, low relief wood carver, counted cross stitcher, UT fan, meat burner, humorist, video poker devotee, raconteur, 8mm film star and all around BS artist.
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