It was a cold, cold morning. The thermometer read 9° when My Cowboy left the house this morning. I was glad I didn't have to go out. I would rather stay in a warm house and cook food! When I took the food over the main ranch house, I drove on out to the corrals and snapped a few pictures for you. Just cause I love you. I took pictures till my fingers got numb - then fled back to the warm house. I am a wimp with cold, I tell you.
The heifers had to get vaccinated and tagged, so they rounded them up and corralled them.
The men ran them through a chute to work on them.
My Cowboy poked at the heifers with the rattle, now and then - just to keep them moving into the chute.
Don Berry helping out...
Tom was tagging...
And they were all bundled up against the bitter cold. 
I made BBQ beef sandwiches, baked beans, scalloped potatoes and pumpkin cake rolls for lunch. Here come the men! Time to set out the food and listen to stories... 
I live in the city and I"m so far removed from anything like this! Loved reading about how you process the cows! That's so cool! 🙂 And 9 degrees....wow! We get excited if it's 60 at night...I'm in central FLA.
I know - as a kid I spent most winters in Sarasota, so this cold country feels like the north pole to me! 😉 I like the ranch life part though.