My Cowboy

My Cowboy on a Horse
If only he could've worn his cowboy hat!

A miracle occurred: It was a balmy forty degrees over the weekend! Bron was invited to go on an afternoon horse ride. I think it made his day. He loves riding horses—or better yet—working with them to round up cattle. If he owned a ranch, Bron would become a workaholic and be the happiest man alive. Perhaps he will someday. Bron teases that he was born in the wrong century. I just tell him that he was meant for me and that I couldn’t live without my modern-day conveniences. Maybe he can have the best of both worlds—one day. It’s just a dream for now.

Bron is so close to finishing his Master’s Degree! He passed his very last class and never has to step foot in a classroom as a student ever again. He’s been spending hours at the office/lab running assays. Now he has to punch numbers, publish a research paper, defend his thesis, pass his comprehensive exams, and land a job. Bron hopes to be finished with his degree and moving on by summer. I’m not sure if that’s too optimistic or not, but I’m behind him one hundred percent because we both can’t wait to see this place in our rear view mirror. It’s going to be a busy year, but hopefully one that is brimming with new adventures. Say a little prayer for Bron; we’re going to need all the goodness we can get this year!

(By the way, the world is soft and white with snow again.)

Riding away...

1 comment:

  1. Congrats to Bron! I love that first picture. He does look so very happy on that horse. I will do my best to make it up to Utah to see you guys in March. That would be so much fun! I'm dying to meet Jed!


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