From my personal journal last night:

The smell of barbecue fills the air as the first Patio House cookout of the year gets underway (smoked wild bore leg I’ve been told… *gulp* they don’t eat donkeys too, do they?!); compounded with the sunny days and warm temperatures we’ve had these last few days, and the new pasture the wranglers are jingling to, grass lush and green, ripe for the eating, it is difficult not to feel giddy about summer-a few short weeks and our first round of Summer guests will be making their way down our mile long driveway to be greeted by a ranch hand; it’s a wonderful tradition really: as they are escorted into the Outfitter’s Cabin, the sound of good ol’ country music playing melodically in the background, setting the atmosphere for their stay, faces light up at the site of friends from years past, stories are recounted as old friends catch up, and astonished looks spread across the faces of new guests who never knew that something could be so breathtaking as this.

Having lived here as long as I have, I’ve seen a lot of hugs and handshakes as old and new families are greeted during this Sunday afternoon ritual here at C Lazy U, but my heart still swells each time I see it- this place, the C Lazy U Ranch, is my home- with so many friends living here with me all year, I can truly say that I am surrounded by family- and yet, I’m still never as full as when our guest arrive for the season- that is when my family is complete.

As twilight falls around my friends and I, I realize that I’ve neglected my dinner, and so I end tonight with this- friends, old and new, I can’t wait to see you- your C Lazy U family awaits you, but, right now, my grass awaits me!