Andrew was out of the house and in the saddle by six this morning. They had to move one hundred and twenty mares and their foals to a new pasture. He was back at the house around nine, we had breakfast, and then left for Cheyenne. It was go to town day.

Cheyenne is about an hour and a half from the ranch and where Andrew has to go for groceries, new Levi's, screws, a cast iron skillet, radiator cap, and a new sweater for the sale. He gets time to go to town only a couple times a month. Often, like today, he has just a short window to be gone from the ranch to get the things he needs for the next few weeks. It was fun shopping with him. We ate a late lunch - early supper, and then made a brief visit to the Cheyenne Frontier Days Old West Museum. It was enjoyable to look at the cowboy paraphernalia with Andrew along so he could explain things to me.

We got back to the ranch around six in the evening and Andrew had to hook up a trailer to a pick-up for Jed. He leaves for the sale with a load of horses before dawn. On the way to get the trailer, we passed another ranch pick-up on the road. The two trucks backed up to greet each other. "Whose that Miss with you, Andy?" We got out of the trucks to meet, and we stood in the middle of the dirt road for thirty minutes visiting and sharing Mountain Dew and cold bottled water from the cooler in the back of the older gentleman's truck. The men chatted about the sale. Andy will load a truck on Thursday. Another couple trailers and a semi on Friday. The gentleman expressed concern about getting on the two-year olds loaded. "We'll get 'em, " Andrew reassured him. I noticed how much these two men seemed to depend on Andrew's youth, strength, and ability to get his assigned job done. "Mighty good boy you raised, ma'am," they said as we parted and walked to our respective trucks.

By the way, this has to be the place that inspired the song "Home on the Range." It is definitely the place where the deer and antelope play. I have seen both daily. We took the photo of the deer tonight. I took the third photo yesterday; it has an antelope buck midway back in the field.

After the trailer job, we came back to the Horton and brought in the day's purchases. Andrew noticed his string of horses were close to the house. He walked out into the dark night, with lightening brewing in on the horizon, to catch tomorrow's horse.