tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post9119583283355873371..comments2024-03-10T22:35:06.132-05:00Comments on Hill Top Post: The Trail I Walk...Hill Top Posthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12417478558713036325noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-10011193381566775012021-08-07T11:54:40.912-05:002021-08-07T11:54:40.912-05:00I love reading your stories of walks and everyday ...I love reading your stories of walks and everyday life.Megan Schetschehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18267976778350267276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-64326378915507592652021-08-01T18:36:21.490-05:002021-08-01T18:36:21.490-05:00Such a wonderful post! I love your photos!Such a wonderful post! I love your photos!Yesteryear Embroiderieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15811251599118118561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-42851093741342700342021-08-01T15:43:21.589-05:002021-08-01T15:43:21.589-05:00This post is so beautiful. My husband loves wester...This post is so beautiful. My husband loves westerns and anything a"cowboy" Your photos are so pretty! Eggs In My Pockethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17229803318817119532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-7238095966063578162021-07-26T18:54:16.926-05:002021-07-26T18:54:16.926-05:00I have tried to write about cow paths before and c...I have tried to write about cow paths before and can never get it to come out like I want it to wound. How they find a easy route, but they get where they want to go. They never climb straight up a steep hill, but wander along and just gradually climb...and they get to where they want to go.<br /><br />Sounds like you could write a story about your husband's life, or even it would be fun to read yours and his.Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08015780995837712115noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-75885475594819716712021-07-26T18:39:56.538-05:002021-07-26T18:39:56.538-05:00Oh gosh I remember the dairy cow trails on my gran...Oh gosh I remember the dairy cow trails on my grandparents farms. Nowadays here in Michigan the trails created are bike trail of asphalt connecting one town to another all across our state. Sometimes I just think it is too much. Don't think we need that many. Janice Prims By The Waterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08737737916013397690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-50178695896133003172021-07-25T17:07:31.068-05:002021-07-25T17:07:31.068-05:00I am glad that I found your contribution ... thank...I am glad that I found your contribution ... thank you very much ... so wonderful ... I listen to you Ed Bruce & Willie Nelson with the cowboy song ... thank you, your pictures and your contribution are wonderful.<br />Isn't it wonderful to blog as it connects people from continent to continent. Let yourself be hugged and enjoy yourself.<br />Have a god time. ViolaBarwitzkihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12310927658929040191noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-79528228047879848392021-07-25T16:18:38.429-05:002021-07-25T16:18:38.429-05:00I couldn't have said it better than The Cranky...I couldn't have said it better than The Cranky Crow did-your pictures are amazing, and your writing is too. I'm thankful for my early years on our farm and how well I remember those cow paths! Of course the cow pies along the paths were always interesting-careful not to step on one!! Give Millie a hug for me!Debrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03982370018359352543noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-81946975938133495212021-07-24T16:03:33.703-05:002021-07-24T16:03:33.703-05:00Your photos are so incredibly beautiful...especial...Your photos are so incredibly beautiful...especially the one of the cows...wow! And your words are equally beautiful...and evocative. Your post immediately put me back to my "growing up" days on the farm. I know well the cow trails as it was my "job" to bring the cows in for the evening milking. Many times I still wonder if their trails are still there even though it has been more years than I care to count and the farm has been long abandoned. Thanks for the dose of nostalgia and bittersweet memories. ~Robin~TheCrankyCrowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16314851714923955216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-7255099372731703272021-07-23T20:46:31.094-05:002021-07-23T20:46:31.094-05:00I like "The Last Cowboy Song" :-) You h...I like "The Last Cowboy Song" :-) You have a beautiful trail to walk. How nice of those bovines to clear a path for you.Lady Locusthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12661298925602199106noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-20033467625893250992021-07-23T11:50:28.125-05:002021-07-23T11:50:28.125-05:00My goodness Mary, what a wonderful post! I enjoyed...My goodness Mary, what a wonderful post! I enjoyed every word. You mentioned in a comment on my post that your husband's dad died whe was four. My husband's mother had it pretty rough too, raising five children on her own. Dan went to work at age 14 and has never stopped. He gave money to his mom also to help out. He picked peaches in the summer, and worked in a little grocery store after school every day. Have to admire men like ours, don't you? Do you walk in the pasture with the cows? I've always been afraid of cows, thanks to my mom. :) Henny Pennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05958386938311591314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-91153471182439474212021-07-23T09:02:48.673-05:002021-07-23T09:02:48.673-05:00I was raised on a farm too and I know about the pa...I was raised on a farm too and I know about the paths the cattle would wear into the fields. It amazed me that they would never deviate from those trails no matter what. It was almost as though they were afraid that something might hurt them if they stepped off. Not only that, but they had a 'lead cow' and heaven help any of the others if they tried to get ahead of her in line. Magpie's Mumblingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09852241848575954128noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-17883780166902266152021-07-22T18:06:12.871-05:002021-07-22T18:06:12.871-05:00That neighbour that paid Hill Top Cowboy a dollar ...That neighbour that paid Hill Top Cowboy a dollar a day to count his cattle must have been a very thoughtful man. You're probably right, that he did that to help the family without it being very obvious.<br />I was always amazed that cows follow one another and use the same paths daily eventually creating a trail that stays for a very long time even after the cows have gone.Granny Marigoldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15858237999602347848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-80805623060970311602021-07-22T17:18:04.276-05:002021-07-22T17:18:04.276-05:00A beautiful place to take your daily walk.
Sometim...A beautiful place to take your daily walk.<br />Sometimes I follow the deer trails here at Happy Trails.happyonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14186179870233267082noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-70830779240836313652021-07-22T15:10:25.064-05:002021-07-22T15:10:25.064-05:00Special post-I really enjoyed itSpecial post-I really enjoyed itkathyinozarkshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01644138355524729156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-11005642799697804322021-07-22T14:42:34.460-05:002021-07-22T14:42:34.460-05:00What awesome photos and such a lovely trail to wal...What awesome photos and such a lovely trail to walk. This is a great post and reminds me of the old west.Brenda Kay Ledfordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03077314514118637590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-80299344846628310262021-07-22T12:44:46.612-05:002021-07-22T12:44:46.612-05:00The dreams those early pioneers must have had on t...The dreams those early pioneers must have had on those beautiful trails and of course the hardships endured. A very thought provoking post.mamasmercantilehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14011278973985658118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-79857984886493528092021-07-22T09:53:23.854-05:002021-07-22T09:53:23.854-05:00Even here, up behind the cabin, there is an old co...Even here, up behind the cabin, there is an old cow trail that I used to walk, sit on the large rocks when tired, and pick an apple when in season from nearby trees. It was a wonderful place to be alone for a while. Of course this post really struck my imagination and especially seeing the former cow-poke riding his new way without having to cool down and dry out his mount before putting it away in the barn. I love your photos!nookwormhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04620086823470717410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-59560180666446270102021-07-22T05:59:50.006-05:002021-07-22T05:59:50.006-05:00Such beautiful pictures. Yes things are changing a...Such beautiful pictures. Yes things are changing and sometimes not always for the good<br />cathyacorn hollowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10503414190541111706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-55941777940026877882021-07-21T22:48:38.312-05:002021-07-21T22:48:38.312-05:00Love this post. I grew up on a ranch and it hits ...Love this post. I grew up on a ranch and it hits a chord. Thank you.Bonnie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10052974547161586063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-22897502054949035082021-07-21T18:53:08.031-05:002021-07-21T18:53:08.031-05:00Oh, what a bittersweet post! I had the privilege t...Oh, what a bittersweet post! I had the privilege to see some ruts of the Oregon Trail, up near Santa Fe. You can see them so plainly still. All those dreams and dreamers, what guts those people had, and the horses and mules and oxen and dogs trotting along probably dreamt, too, of rest and the end of the trail! I love the "mule" your husband is "riding," they have made them street legal here (!) and I guess I have been dreaming, too, of getting one! Olde Dame Holly Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01772464614090643978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109023370142547502.post-2077947316070599202021-07-21T18:37:57.583-05:002021-07-21T18:37:57.583-05:00Your photo of the cattle is a beautiful painting.....Your photo of the cattle is a beautiful painting... I tried to get a picture of black cattle in a mountain meadow on my way down from our cabin this week, but they left the scene as soon as they saw my unfamiliar shape 50 yards distant. Oh, well, I have their picture in my mind, and they were beautiful in the green meadow, with wildflowers in the foreground.<br /><br />I love those cowboy songs! I wasn't familiar with "The Last Cowboy Song"; it's pretty sad!Gretchen Joannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03517667588580639304noreply@blogger.com