The Wilson Ranch continues to be a successful working ranch and guest ranch, and all hands keep busy with the cows, horses and "dudes." Thoughts of building a house in town so Ginny can go to school and another cabin for guests are being considered. --back cover

Ginny, Sally and Honey's daughter, is growing up quickly and becoming quite the little cowgirl. She helps to take the dudes out on horse rides on her Welsh pony named Pumpkin. Grandpa Bud lets her choose her very own colt, which she names Pumpernickel. --back cover

Shows how to recycle waste materials to create compost, discusses the uses of compost and equipment used, and includes instructions for building compost containers.

"They were all good hands, the kind of cowboys--or buckaroos--that could work on any cow outfit. They didn't all arrive together, they just sorta drifted in, one at a time. Tom hired them on in January to help with the calving, even though it was early, There wasn't much riding to do, just go through the cattle each day looking for something that might be wrong. The cows weren't supposed to start calving until the middle of February. The ranch already...

Honey is busy doing the cowboy thing - breeding and branding cattle, horse training, and taking care of the dudes ... that is, the ranch guests. Sally and Honey take over management of the ranch due to Buds worsening condition and do a good job of booking guests for the summer and keeping the ranch running smoothly. Honey is growing up fast ... and Sally has a big surprise for him.

"Ranching is hard work, and it gets harder for Honey as he becomes foreman. There are cows and horses to feed and calves to be taken care of -- especially during the hard winter. And with Bud's illness everyone has to take on more work. From horse thieves to bears to poachers -- Honey has his hands full. But he keeps in mind the old saying ... things always work out the way they're supposed to. Not to mention the big day -- he and Sally get married!"--...

"I tied one horse to the pack saddle on the other horse, got his lead rope, got on my horse and left the ranch. As I topped the ridge past the ranch, I took a look back at the ranch. It was to be my last look at civilization for the summer. I had no regrets about leaving. I set up camp and sat outside my tent until after dark listening to the sounds of the mountain. It was peaceful. The next day, I grained the horses, saddled one and started to explore...