Trinity Seely

Why is it when summer rolls to an end, I feel a natural self defense rise up. An urge to call on winter. A defiable sense of ability to weather out another year of cold crisp mornings and the freezing blowing winds of Wyoming. We know we can do it because it has been done before. This year is no different, other than incredible rain we have been getting this week. What a way to call in the changing season. Kids have returned to school, have I mentioned that they go to the Poison Spider School. Jeff and I are scrambling to finish all the goals we had set in the spring. It has been a crazy year once again. The older I get the more I realize that there is a lot of truth to the saying "Time Marches On". It certainly does. As we roll into what is my favorite season of the year we prepare for shipping, pregging, a full load of cowboy music festivals and gatherings, reunions with friends and families and the onset of another winter. Also getting ready to launch my new CD, "Old Poly Rope" the first of October and I'm so excited to share a little more of what makes me happy. As I went out this morning and smelled the fresh smell of rain on sagebrush and felt the tinge of fall in the air I couldn't help but want to shout out "Come on Fall" bring it on. Hopefully this year we will be ready for ya. Im putting in a sneak peak of a new song on the CD, rightfully named, "Come on Fall" for you to preview. Keep in mind this is a rough draft but since many have asked, here you go.

This time of year always reminds me of those chilcotin winters of my childhood. January and february were always so bitter and lasted forever but as kids we always made the best of things, it didn't matter if it was fourty below. We would be out ice skating on the lake, our braids frozen, our eyelashes white with frost and our faces frozen with the smiles of youth. Oh to be young again. As we were out feeding yesterday, little tap sitting on my lap in the tractor, my wonderful husband out facing the cold and wyoming wind pitching hay off the trailer I couldnt help but think of how some things never change. It doesn't matter if we age every day, the excitement of life is up to us, weather or not we make the decision to face the cold, the long winters. "Life is a gift and what we do with our life is our gift to God". This year is going to be a great one. We are welcoming another little buckaroo to the seely clan in June. If nothing else,  I just can't wait to crawl up on a colt and take a ride. That's what it's all about. This wonderful ride of life.

Fall has come on so fast this year, I don't know where the summer went. All I know is that those shiny coats have started to hair up as the inevitable takes place. I will admit that fall has always been my favorite time of year. You can smell the change in the air as mother nature prepares us all for the road ahead. This fall has been an especially busy and productive season, the last couple weeks we have been busy preg testing vaccinating and shipping calves, feeding the hungry mouths of cowboy crews and little buckaroos, taking short trips on the road for shows,  and amongst other things, working on the CD.  Fall is also a time when I seem to really miss my family, there will never be a time when this season doesn't take me back to the view out the cabin, the colorful aspen mixed in the never ending jungle of jackpine reflecting off the perfectly smoothe One Eye Lake. But, thank goodness for all the pretty horses, they never seem to leave me without the sense of home, friendship and happiness. Some say it's a disease, this love of horses and the cowboy life, I say those that don't understand a cowgirl's heart don't understand the actual "dis" "ease" that comes when we are without them.