This weekend, I visited Oklahoma. My husbands family are all legit cowboys, as in they are ranchers, farriers, and actual farmers, excluding his family unit, who move to St. Louis when he was a child. I myself grew up in a city and am not entirely sure how to handle myself on a ranch, but I did go on a photo excursion while we were there. My Grandpa-in-law passed away in December and my Grandma-in-law is not at her best, so we went and helped her clean out and organize their things. This included their whole house, a barn FULL of things they had collected over the years, and several smaller outbuildings. Here is my photo journal of the trip...
My version of "farm-appropriate" footwear and a rototiller(sp?) whatever that is. |
Cow skeleton |
Three generations |
Gigantic cactus |
This is the fur imprint of a dead cat? Apparently other animals ate/carried off the bones and other stuff. |
This is my husband and brother-in-law trying to fit in in found cowboy hats and hoodies? I believe they both also had on athletic tennis shoes... |
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