When I am Old... I shall wear diamonds And a wide brimmed straw hat With silver and leather on it and I shall spend my social security On white wine and carrots And sit in the alley of my barn And listen to my horses breathe. I will sneak out in the middle of a summer's night And ride the chestnut mare Across the moonstruck meadow. If my old bones will allow. When people come to call I will smile and nod As I walk them past the gardens to the barn And show, instead, the beauty growing there In stalls fresh-lined with straw. I will shovel and sweat and Wear hay in my hair as if it were a jewel. And I will be an embarrassment to all Who look down on me. They've not yet found the peace in being free To love a horse as a friend, A friend who waits at midnight hour With nuzzle and nicker and patient eyes For the kind of woman I will be When I am Old. Written by Patty Barnhart

We hope to see you at the Ranch this summer for some nuzzle and nickers from our 70 horses! Our Colorado Dude Ranch couldn't agree more! This is what we are planning on for our later years, and the younger ones, to boot!