Saturday morning, Uncle Phil invited us down to the sheep wagon for a ranch breakfast. Not disappointed.
Dad, Uncle Chris, and myself, joined him in Grandpa Murdoch's sheep wagon. So great to see it still get used.
Cooking on this guy is an art. Well done.
Even cooked some biscuits in the oven.
Hot coffee kept the stories flowing well after the feed.
Then it was back to business.
Super fun stuff. Almost too good to describe. History keeps us connected to the past. From there, we can wisely navigate the future. It's dry and the world is at war. What's new? We've been there, done that, and we'll survive it again. Let's ranch.
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