Our family lives in California during the winter months and Oregon in the summer months.
We begin preparing to go north in the Spring, and south in the fall. My husband is a Cowboy by trade and his job allows us to live this amazing, adventurous and sometimes challenging life style.
I often feel that I am a part of a gypsy wagon. A colorful mysterious caravan with children, horses, dogs, cows and cats.
When the weather changes drastically from chilly to hot and the winds blow strong over the golden hills. When all the coats of fur become sleek.
This marks the beginning of the migration.
My organizing and cleaning frenzy begins. Any day we will get a call to move.
My mind endlessly strategizing. What will we need first when we arrive? How will I entertain two young children on an 8 hour drive? How about the animals? Will it all fit in the trailer? What about Desert Jane Accessories?
We don't work around the weather we work in the weather.