A holiday poem by the cowboy poet.
The Northwest Colorado community on Thursday was mourning the loss of Sam Haslem, an agriculture educator who loved people and had a unique way of telling a story.
Officially, winter doesn’t start for another week-and-a-half or so, but it’s winter to me. I have written about all of the other times of the year so I can’t help but think about December.
Samantha Pearce and Maya Nava may be young, but the two Moffat County natives are carrying on one of the region’s oldest traditions: creating handmade products with wool.
The cattle have been gathered, and they’re all back at Pipi’s Pasture for the winter. Once they’re home, it takes a few days for all of us, humans and cattle alike, to get into a routine again. Then we family members begin to check out the calves.
Last weekend we brought the cows, calves, and bulls home from summer pasture. Coming home to Pipi’s Pasture is always followed by a short period of adjustment for the cattle — and us, too.
The credit for this week’s “From Pipi’s Pasture” goes to my sister, Chalotte Allum, of Fort Collins. One early morning, a couple of weeks ago, Charlotte called me and said that she had an idea for my column. Charlotte gets up early, and that particular morning she was waiting for it to be daylight so that she could use the natural light to choose the colors of fabric she was using to make a quilt. One thing led to another, and pretty soon Charlotte was thinking about the time we all spend “waiting.”
Each year “From Pipi’s Pasture” salutes the junior exhibitors who competed in the Colorado State Fair events. This week’s column is devoted to livestock and dog projects; next week’s will focus on 4-H general project exhibits.
Pending assurances from veterinarians and the availability of judges and volunteers, the Cayuse Classic horse show may be rescheduled later this fall.
First, a little about T.Tommy; he likes Corrientes, carries a stock whip and is good help when you need a team ropin’ partner, a good hand on a gather, isn’t bad on a backhoe and is good to his dog.
Last week when I picked green beans from our garden next to Pipi’s Pasture, I was reminded of the bushels of green beans we kids used to pick out of our huge garden at the ranch when we were growing up. And then I remembered canning season.
Jenny Boyer recently joined the ranks of MJK Sales and Feed in Craig as the feed store’s new manager, but she is by no means new to the agriculture business.
The 2015 Moffat County Fair ended last weekend. However, even before one year’s county fair is over, exhibitors and fair attendees start thinking about the next one. So the “drawing plans” are already being made for Moffat County Fair 2016. That goes double for the people at the Extension Office, the fair board members, and others who are instrumental in planning the fair.
Pipi died peacefully on July 23, 2015 at the ripe old age of 23. She was born north of Craig, not far from the Fortification Rocks, on a ranch where we lived at the time. Pipi’s mother was a red, white-faced cow that lived to be 24, and her father was black so Pipi was a brownish-black color with a white strip down her face and a white mouth. She was a cute calf.
Who said, “There is no such thing as a stupid question?”