Don't let Greg ever hear you call him a "farmer," no he's a "Rancher." I think he even looked it up just to make sure. You see, we don't grow anything. Not even grass, so far. However, we do have cows, dogs, and horses. (Pics to come, can't wait!) We did it. This is now home. It may not have a front yard, and the bushes are microscopic, but it is where we hang our hat. And coats, and throw our shoes around, and all the rest of those awful habits you swear you'll never do once you get that new place.
Welcome to the virtual scrapbook of Teri Roy, wife, momma of 3, owner of Teri Roy Photography… this little spot on the web is my personal place to chronicle some of my favorite photo shoots, travel, dining out, family life experiences, and personal thoughts.
Friday, February 17, 2006
The Roy Ranch...
Don't let Greg ever hear you call him a "farmer," no he's a "Rancher." I think he even looked it up just to make sure. You see, we don't grow anything. Not even grass, so far. However, we do have cows, dogs, and horses. (Pics to come, can't wait!) We did it. This is now home. It may not have a front yard, and the bushes are microscopic, but it is where we hang our hat. And coats, and throw our shoes around, and all the rest of those awful habits you swear you'll never do once you get that new place.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)