That ole Buck bucked the greenhorn duke off every morning all summer long; the duke never gave up, and Ole Buck never failed to throw him over the fence. Until the morning a young pretty gal shows up and rides him first...and Ole Buck was a gentleman prancing around the corral with her, never offered to buck or crow hop with the lady on his back. Greenhorn Duke gave up, and let the ladies of the ranch ride Ole Buck. End of block tale for the week.
Thanks for the memories this past week PC riders....and JanRN great news of a LA in her house, then she shows us a picture of her house and a snow storm that cooled all of us off, and brought more memories to the ride. Wonderful week.
Who else has their block done for the week?