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Peanut and her new filly

Peanut and baby


Peanut had her new baby–a beautiful sorrel filly. We are asking for votes for her name.



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Posted by on July 6, 2020 in Events


You can’t make this stuff up

Jaime, Crescencio and Juan studying the situation

At the cookhouse breakfast, Meghan said, “You can’t make up my life.”

I had enjoyed a solid night’s sleep, so I asked her what was up. She said that she had been out int he middle of the night trying to locate a Harvest Host RV guest (another story), when she noticed lights in the middle of the hay meadow. She went to investigate, and discovered a young man who had somehow followed his GPS into the very irrigated field and gotten very very stuck. She retrieved him, pointed his really muddy self to a shower and a bed. Mind you, it was 3 a.m. It turns out that he was looking to spend the Fourth of July with his uncle, who lives in the mountains to the south and west. We mustered our crew, pulled him out, and delivered him to his grateful uncle and cousin. Just another morning on the Ladder Ranch!

Meghan assessing the stuck car in the light of day.

our tractor extracting the stuck car

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Posted by on July 4, 2020 in Events, Family, Folks


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And they call the wind

Derecho–intense, wide-spread

fast-moving windstorms



Posted by on June 6, 2020 in Events, Nature and Wildlife, Poetry


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Shearing, interrupted

Anthony bringing up the wooley ewes

Shearing the sheep is a challenge every year. We are dependent, foremost, upon the arrival of the shearing crew. These skilled and essential crews are more difficult to find every year. For the crew bosses, it is harder each year to put together skilled shearers and to put together sheep to shear. We are dependent upon the weather, which is capricious. This year, now, our excellent shearing crew has started a few days late, due to weather. On Friday, we were able to get in a good days’ shearing. Yesterday it rained all day. Rain is usually good—much better than drought—but wet sheep can’t be shorn. Today, we started again, and managed to get through 50 head. A brief but fierce storm came through, and stopped us. So tomorrow, we try again. We have a lot of ewes who need shorn before  lambing starts May 10th or so.

Ciro shearing

the first shorn ewe

wooley ewes, shorn ewes

shorn ewes

Oscar and the crew

free at last!


storm clouds




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Pal–the horse Houdini

Pal leading his pals on the great escape


You sly old pony–
you can open any gate. . .
will work 4 green grass.


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Posted by on April 29, 2020 in Events


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Ides of March

The lights still brighten the night, and my heart. We haven’t taken them down because the cords are still snowed under. They have been glowing continuously for three months.

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Posted by on March 15, 2020 in Events


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A murder of crows

seek treats from scrappy garbage

thinking corvid thoughts


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Lions on the Little Snake

The other day, Meghan looked up and saw a mama mountain lion and her kitten in a tree. We know we have lions, but I always say, “We don’t see the lions. The lions see us.”

This time, she got lucky.

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Posted by on February 3, 2020 in Animals, Events, Nature and Wildlife


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Another tough winter

winter wagon, LaClede


We have had a challenging winter, so far. Last winter found our sheep trapped on the winter sheep permit on the Red Desert. We could not get them out, and we could barely get feed in to them. We had a good crew on the ground, and managed to keep everyone alive and well until the snow started going off in early March and we could move the sheep out to graze. We were able to trail to spring country, the shearing pens and the lambing grounds. This year, the winter has come early and snowy and cold.  Two bands of ewes trailing to the winter country on the Red Desert were caught by storms and we had to break trail with the tractor in order to stay on the designated BLM trail. We decided to move the third bunch to leased ground to the south, on a permit called LaClede after an old fort. The early storms have not quit, and the winter feed, usually available as the wind blows the sage flats clear, is buried. We have piles of snow in the north country, and in LaClede.

We learned of sugar beets in northern Wyoming, which had not been harvested due to s severe October freeze. After aligning a lot of moving parts, we have made the decision to lease fields, truck sheep, move sheepherders, wagons, and dogs to beet fields and crop aftermath. The fields are farther north, but 2000 feet lower, and offer us the means to nurture our animals through the winter months. We have trucked the ewe lambs and some of the ewes, with more to follow this week.

Siobhan counting the bucks

Chica supervising feeding the sheep


waiting for the cake

sunrise at Powder Flat, waiting for the trucks


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Posted by on January 5, 2020 in Events


The Sandman on Christmas Eve

Sandman Mountain



Laden with stone pack,

Mr. Sandman waits for the call

From Santa. He’ll fly!


Posted by on December 24, 2019 in Events, Nature and Wildlife, Poetry


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