Each Spring whoever can get together of the extended Walker family comes to the Ranch to help with branding the new baby calves. This year with the recent passing of my Grandma Walker (and her birthday being a few days before on May 3rd), pretty much everyone who was able to come - did. There were way more people there than really needed to be there, but I think that we all wanted to be at the Ranch to support my Grandpa and remember my Grandma.
We fed baby cows and did more watching than helping (although my Grandma used to always say that "watching is helping"). But it was a lovely day and I love seeing my kids dressed up like a little cowgirl and cowboy and getting these life-experiences. Plus I love spending any time I can with my dad (and my grandpa).
(Matthew, Brooklyn, and Melissa)
One of the highlights of the day was when a calf escaped and my cousins chased it down, wrestled it in the mud and branded it the old-fashioned way with rope and brute strength. It was pretty intense and kind of funny (about the mud wrestling and such). I'm glad to have this as a part of our lives.
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