The fire was crackling, the smell of coffee & dutch oven apple crisp filled the air as we were camped along that river bottom. The horses were tended to for the evening, and we all pulled up a chair around that campfire. The tall tales of outlaw horses, buckles almost won, and stories of the many miles traveled down the ol' highway all chasing our own dreams were flowing. The sound of a quail, and a hoot owl is off in the distance, and the warmth of the fire upon our faces seem to calm even the loudest of worries. I sat around that fire that evening, knowing it would be a early morning filled with gathering & branding but for a moment, I was in the company of great friends, a full belly, and a warm place to rest my head for the night. These are the moments that pictures can't do it justice, and you're overwhelmed with a feeling of being blessed.
-Laine
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