Happy Birthday Kiersten
Happy Birthday to our Dear Kiersten Rae. You have rounded out the family so very well. Each day we smile with you and often smile at you. You are a joy, indeed. Mom and I sure do love you and we pray that you will recognize God's abundant blessing that He has in store for you.
AS FOR THE MEMORIES
Hunter's Harvest Buffet is so much about recollection and camaraderie.
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This photo is of my brother Lee Allen Reinhold. Most of you have not met him. I am blessed with great brothers. Yes, I nearly stated, "I 'was' blessed with great brothers, but they live on in Glory as well as my memories. Lyle and Lee were not just blood... they were dear friends. Comrades.
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We loved to work together and we loved to hunt and fish together. Activities, that not only built memories but also character and ethics. All of which were based upon a biblical foundation endowed to us by our parents.
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The story with this photo involved us three boys and our pastor's son. We had our own "Big Buck Contest". We all pitched together to purchase a very nice hunting knife that would go to the winner. My brother, Lee, took the challenge very seriously. We were not surprised. He had exhibited his hunting prowess on numerous occasions. A long story short... Lee won the contest. A very nice whitetail buck was the result of Lee's diligence. And yes, Lee got the knife. He claimed his deer with a .30-06 that belonged to Dad and was his main hunting rifle. We have always liked the "nought six" for hunting deer or pronghorn antelope. However, this is where the story begins to take a turn. As us boys grew older and more active in the field with rifle or fishing pole, we wondered why our Dad slowly stepped back from being the main one to "pull the trigger". We honestly thought there was something "a little bit wrong with him". But now I understand somewhat better the chapters of one's life, as well.
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A couple of years after this event, my two comrades died. Lyle and Lee left this journey on earth and I was the only brother left. I became the heir of the trophy knife. I eventually became the owner of the .30-06. But my most treasured inheritance from my sportsmen family are the memories and the life lessons along the way. Those that enter the field and fish the waters with dignity and heart felt ethics and understanding walk away with more satisfaction than just "killing something". That also defines the pleasure of those gathered by the fireplace or around the supper table with rewards of a successful hunt. The experiences and the memories reach right to the heart.
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You may wonder what has become of the trophy knives... the rifles... the stuff of life that has come to me. Well, I have given them to the next generation. They claimed them, and the stories that came with them, with gratitude. They continue the legacy of the hunt. As for me... I have stepped back... sort of like my Dad. And I smile... and sometimes shed a tear of thankfulness. And as for the memories... I hold them near and dear to my heart. And yes any time that I am able to share them with someone else of like mind... I certainly will. I have been blessed.
A DISTURBING TREND
In light of a disturbing trend that has become all too present...
Some good Scripture passage that are exhorting to myself....
and perhaps you as well. LBR
1 Thessalonians 5:11 — Therefore encourage one another and build one another up, just as you are doing.
Ephesians 4:29 — Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.
Hebrews 10:24-25 — And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds, not giving up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but encouraging one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching.
1 Thessalonians 4:18 — Therefore encourage one another with these words.
Philippians 2:3-4 — Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves, not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of the others.
Romans 14:19 — Let us therefore make every effort to do what leads to peace and to mutual edification.
They Rode Some Big Horses
They rode some big horses in those days. The gentleman on horseback would be my Great Grandfather, Nels Jensen. He and his wife Bessie had a ranch on Rapid Creek, east of Farmingdale, South Dakota. He was of Danish background and lived for a time in a Danish community near Swan Lake in SE South Dakota and then moved to the Circle Star Ranch around 1912. They raised horses and cattle along the banks of Rapid Creek. Their oldest daughter, Hazel, would eventually marry a Swede by the name of Emanuel Reinhold.
Nels Jensen 1869-1945 Bessie Washburn Jensen 1879-1970
I Like This Pic of My Dad
I like this pic of my dad and one our bulls from the seventies. Notice the haircoat. Curly and yellow... but more than that... Dad never wanted to lose that Hereford Hide and Hair. Comes in pretty handy in the harsh conditions of the northern plains.
WE NEED THOSE SNOWDRIFTS
Why we need those snowdrifts... You notice I did not pose that as a question...
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This is photo from straight west of the ranch headquarters. I took it from the top of the windcharger tower looking west in about 1975. We use to run a half mile of side roll irrigation on the nearly 80 acres of alfalfa. We also had 30-40 acres of ground that we flooded. However, we finally sold the irrigation system. Too many years where our big dam (Reinhold Lake) would not receive enough runoff to enable us to irrigate. Drought is a killer. We need our watersheds to have plenty of snow in the draws and on the sidehills to run water.
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FYI... The watershed (acres of drainage) for our reservoir is around 2500 acres. Also of interest... the irrigation system pictured was half mile long and put out a 1000 gallons per minute. We aimed at about 3 to 4 inches in a twelve hour period
Champ
We have been a Hereford outfit for around a century. This is a bull that my Dad raised. He was probably born around 1969 or 70. Dad called him "Champ". Oh sure he had a registered name, but one seldom uses that fancy name. We used him as one of our main herd bulls for years. Some of his DNA may very well still be on the ranch in our cowherd.
We Need Those Snowdrifts
Why we need those snowdrifts... You notice I did not pose that as a question...
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This is photo from straight west of the ranch headquarters. I took it from the top of the windcharger tower looking west in about 1975. We use to run a half mile of side roll irrigation on the nearly 80 acres of alfalfa. We also had 30-40 acres of ground that we flooded. However, we finally sold the irrigation system. Too many years where our big dam (Reinhold Lake) would not receive enough runoff to enable us to irrigate. Drought is a killer. We need our watersheds to have plenty of snow in the draws and on the sidehills to run water.
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FYI... The watershed (acres of drainage) for our reservoir is around 2500 acres. Also of interest... the irrigation system pictured was half mile long and put out a 1000 gallons per minute. We aimed at about 3 to 4 inches in a twelve hour period.
JACOB & Molly Reinhold Fisher
The Fisher Family
I’ve tried to find the words to express our feelings right now….. but over and over all we can say is thank you, Jesus.
We can’t get enough of our precious miracle, as we soak up every moment, and are perfectly content to just let the world pass by right now.
»»» Jacob, Molly and Hunter Blaine «««
(Photo Credit: My awesome Mom
VALENTINE DAY... WHEN I WAS YOUNGER
In all my growing up years even to this day, Valentines Day was not just a holiday on the calendar. February 14 was my parent's wedding anniversary. In 1956 they committed their lives together in a covenant to the Lord. I know that God was in their marriage because their journey in life gave evidence to that fact. Their story is worthy and proved to be an example to many. They did not celebrate fifty years together as Mom went home to be with Jesus at the age of 68 years. However, Mom and Dad did celebrate their marriage each and every day. I and many others marvel at their grace and tenacity through the good times as well as the countless difficult days. Allow me to encourage all reading this to consider the amazing love that only God gives and then let that love permeate our hearts and lives so that those we impact will benefit in ways unimaginable. The "love of this world" is superficial and temporary. The "love" that is promoted in the glitz glamour of our society will prove to be no foundation for relationships of any sort when the tempest of life shakes our being.
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Tige & Vicky Reinhold... We will still celebrate your anniversary on February 14. We are grateful and many would attest to the fact that God's love lived through you made a difference.
LOOK WHO IS IN VIRGINIA
Look who is in Virginia... Our hearts are full.
Grandma Robin... (I like the sound of that) left Rapid City this morning at 6:00 AM to spend time with our sweet grandson, Hunter Blaine Fisher. So happy for Molly and Jacob Fisher.
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By the way... Blaine is my middle name... and Danny's... What an honor to share with this precious sweet child. And don't worry folks... I look forward to getting to Prospect, VA one day soon... but Grandma Robin had Grandma duties that couldn't wait.
