City Kids! My cousin was visiting. For two whole weeks. She was a city girl. But the only difference between a city girl and a ranch ...

See? There's hardly any dent! Driving is important. At least when you live on a ranch a million miles from anywhere. Well, no...

 My littlest sibling, Anita (she's so cute!) With another of our horses, King Prancer . . . and a friend   A...

Me Poppa and me Though we lived at the back of beyond, the modern world did, at times, actually intrude. Certainly, it was there in the...

The Stringam Wagon Train I love horses. All horses. So much that I ate, breathed and slept horses. Literally. On the ranch, everythi...

The new barn I was privileged to grow up on one of the last of the large old ranches in Southern Alberta. Situated half way between the t...