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Ryan Taylor

Ryan Taylor welcomes comments about his column. He can be reached at 1363 54th St. N.E., Towner, N.D. 58788; e-mail: cowlogic@ndak.net. Taylor, who ranches near Towner, is a columnist for Agweek.
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Carpet diem

Sitting there eating our barbeques, someone piped up, “when’s the stripper coming?” Now, that raised a few eyebrows amongst us Lutherans.

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The finish line

Trying to find peace.

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Spring fling

Raising scholarships, building community.

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Travelling Taylors

We’re a family on the road it seems, and, lucky for us, our kids don’t seem to mind. We must be doing something right on our relatively routine travels around the state because our children are always excited to go.

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Feeding the multitudes

There’s a piece of paper pinned up on the kitchen bulletin board of our church that says, “how to feed the multitudes.”

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Sore but content

Sometimes, exhaustion is a satisfying feeling. Sore muscles, bumps, bruises, bones and joints that crack and creak, hitches in each of their respective git-alongs — it all means another calf working is complete.

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Quiet time

TOWNER, N.D. — There are plenty of modern contraptions on the ranch that make our work easier and, mostly, I’m glad to have them. Especially when they work. When they decide to quit running, it’s frustrating, but sometimes the change is an uninvited gift.

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COWBOY LOGIC: A long ride home

TOWNER, N.D. — I don’t live in mass transit country. This winter, I’m not even sure if I live in transit country, of any kind. We’re fast becoming a no-transit zone as the snow falls, blows and drifts across our roads.

COWBOY LOGIC: It's a girl!

TOWNER, N.D. &mdash She's here! She's finally here, and she's a pink flannel-wearing, pink blanket-wrapped, heart-melting baby girl!

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COWBOY LOGIC: Haying etiquette

Field location boosts quality - TOWNER, N.D. — It’s a good thing we don’t live on too good a road. Our haying is getting a later than usual start this year, and if the whole county was driving down a highway by my unmown fields, I’d be overwhelmed with guilt.

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Where from?

Taking stock in heritage

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Winter tradition

TOWNER, N.D. — I may not have had what most would consider a typical life growing up as a kid, but it was a pretty good way to grow up, full of adventures and life lessons. Living on a ranch, miles from town, denies some experiences but affords many others.

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Christmas and community

There are Christmas traditions we can count on every year. Sure, we wonder if we need to do some of the same things year after year after year, but I guess that’s the only way something becomes a tradition.

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Gardening

It’s time to bring in the garden harvest here on the Northern Plains. Our ranch, even with its incredibly poor soil, has always hosted a garden of one kind or another.

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Family fortune

TOWNER, N.D. — I was honored to give the Memorial Day address in West Fargo, N.D., at the Veterans of Foreign Wars Arthur W. Jones Post 7564. It was a day of remembrance and gratitude, and the hall was filled with veterans, families and citizens ranging in age from young children to our greatest generation.

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Marathon motivation

TOWNER, N.D. — If my first two marathons were my response to an early mid-life crisis, then this marathon I’m about to run at the age of 41 would be a more typically timed mid-life indulgence. Granted, a mid-life marathon is a lot cheaper than a hot little sports car; more family friendly than a divorce and a girlfriend half my age; and healthier than most any other physical, mental or chemical addiction you can name.

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Saving by letting go

TOWNER, N.D. — Growing up, most of our pastures had herds of cattle or a small band of horses on them. But one small pasture, close to home, was occupied by old steel and antique iron. It was a little boy’s imagination playland better than most manufactured specifically to amuse.

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Tarzan treehouse

TOWNER, N.D. — There’s a few things a kid just has to have if they’re going to be an all-around, outdoors-loving kid — a good collection of rocks, sticks and feathers; a jackknife just sharp enough to cut your finger and make it bleed; and a hand-crafted treehouse suitable for both playing and pondering the great mysteries of life that only a kid can ponder.

Entertaining family

TOWNER, N.D. — They say you can pick your friends but you can’t pick your family. That may be the case but I sure feel like I had pretty good luck of the draw in being dealt the family I got.

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What makes you, you

TOWNER, N.D. — It’s funny the things that people notice about you. Whether you’re tall or short, smiling or scowling, overweight or underweight, crisply dressed or sloppily dressed, the color of your skin or your eyes, what you have on top of your head.

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