My friend Carmen and I camped in these coulees, mucked in that creek and shot gophers in the pasture. We've ridden horseback, quads, and even an old skidoo around that yard. We've slurped black coffee, sat in the warmth of the wood burning stove in the kitchen and listened to stories at the table. It is in these moments, I am so grateful for 'home folks' and to have grown up in a place where neighbours are the truest sense of community - they are like family.
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Feels like a really good conversation. Really proud of all they have accomplished. They are so well spoken. A good reminder
Love this video! I think these "home folks" are amazing - in fact I'm sure Jim has no idea, but the first time I ever went to the "home church" a bit under duress for reasons I won't get into here - he got up and spoke - shared what he felt God had told him to share... it made a huge impact on me and is basically the only reason I continued to attend at first......
nothing like home and small communities, I am not from that area, but one very similar and familiar
I love it, Chey, thank you! (I was in Jim's group during a 'Ranching for Profit' round. He is very knowledgeable. It's a small world!
They sound like good neighbors to have. Smart, practical, "can do" folks. You too!
I like their wisdom and their enthusiasm. I like it that there are people who love land and appreciate its miraculous beauty.
You didn't mention running from the killer beavers!
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