A little girl on a ranch and how she grew up on a ranch.
I grew up on a ranch.
We had horses and cows and any other animal you can think of.
The ranch was part of me.
When the wind blew it was silent and peaceful.
In the morning the rooster would crow and the birds would sing.
Breakfast would be on the table and dad would be ready for a long days work.
That’s what I like about the good old ranch