Blackburn Legacy Ranch

11/26/2025

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I have to share this story…
A few weeks ago I purchased a yearling filly out of Alabama. I absolutely love her! She is adorable and has the best disposition. Above all, Journey and her have created the cutest little bond. At first it scared me because I would catch her just absolutely wrapping her arms around the filly’s head and neck, but soon realized the filly was just as obsessed with Journey. After a couple weeks of owning her we were in the house and Chey asked me, “What are we going to name that filly?” I said, “Well, I guess we just need to let Journey name her since she has fallen in love with her.” Journey without any hesitation pipes up and says, “I want to name her Frances.” My heart immediately skipped a couple beats! I said, “Journey, where in the world did you hear that name? Is someone at school named that? Is there a cartoon character I don’t know about named that? Why in the world would you come up with that name?” She continued to consistently say, “No, I just thinked about it!” Crazy part… Frances was my grandmothers name that went to heaven 5 years ago. Journey has never heard her name and my grandmother had not been in conversation. I have no idea where she would have heard that name or “thinked” about it. So everyone meet Frances! 🥹 Love and miss you so much grandma! ❤️

11/25/2025

This post is from our friend Dana in South Dakota. Kentucky folks better not complain this week! Haha!

11/24/2025

I’ve still had this little girl on my mind. So heartbroken for this family. If you have a minute today, let’s pray they find her body and give this family closure.

Four months.

Four long, unbearable months since Cile Steward vanished in the raging July 4th floods — and still, no trace.

No answers. No peace. Her family continues to wake up every day with the same ache, the same question, the same nightmare: How do you move forward when the person you love hasn’t come home?

Life hasn’t stopped around them.

School returned. Fall colors settled in. Now the holidays creep closer, and while the world decorates, bakes, plans, and celebrates… this family is holding broken pieces, praying for her to be brought home.

At least 135 people died in Texas’ Hill Country flooding.

Cile is the sole remaining child yet to be found.

Share encouragement, a prayer, or even just a moment of your heart. Her family just wants the closure they deserve.

11/23/2025

THIS 👇🏻

People tell me I am too simple to get the big picture.

"Oh you aren't big league. This has no effect on you. You're just a little old horse trainer out of the northern Alberta backwoods. You are not the same as these folks who are suffering this equine catastrophe. Doctoring and worrying and vetting over hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of horses."

Hmmm...

I get it alright. I see it all because this is all I have ever done. I've rode horses everyday of my 'too simple' life. And I've vetted and worried and doctored...and I've lost too. I've buried those good horses out back and wiped my face free of sweat and tears and heartache.

Maybe I am simple, but I can still do the math.

A hundred dollars or a hundred thousand...anyone who has ever lost their good horse knows that they're all worth the same when they're standing hipshot on the Lord's hitching rail. ♥️

Have a good day folks. 😊

11/22/2025

11/22/2025

How cute ❤️

There is an indelible sound that marks the start of each and every day, here.

I cannot unhear it.
The hallmark of each day, is the sound made as the barn door opens.

The first door that opens, is the giant shop door. It makes a long, powerful, statement. These massive doors are protectors of the tractors that carry out the day’s labors. One must put their shoulder into sliding open these steel doors, leaving a space large enough to back machinery out. When hard winter comes, the doors may not open until snow shovels clear the way.

Almost simultaneously, another door rolls open. But this one hits differently. What is inside, is a glimpse of the past, now a home to living things. This is the space where we all first learned about life, and death. The sound of the wooden door, being pushed open, transports each of us to a memory, in time. I learned how to bottle feed calves, there. How to saddle my horse, and properly measure feed. It was a refuge.
A place where I was always welcome.

But also, this is the place that is guaranteed to start each day with JOY, seven days a week. In my whole life, if I am the person to be first to open this door, my day begins with undisputed positivity and gratitude. I have never seen a person frown their way into this barn. Never.

There have been times that I wish every person could start their day by rolling this wooden door open and flipping the light switch. Yes, I would help invest you in the morning chores. But this old barn, would fully invest in your heart, in return.

11/18/2025

At nearly 9 months old, BLR Mr Buckn Special (Butter) is just that….Special! He stood like a c**t should to get his hooves trimmed and then posed for some pics. He has a wonderful, inquisitive personality and sweet as can be.

11/17/2025

My Tawny girl 💜

11/17/2025

That mane ❤️ so shiny!

11/17/2025

Oh Butter…so much like your daddy in so many ways. I sure do miss him 💔 Both dirty boys in these pics! Ha!

God always has a plan. His timing is perfect. The question was posed in Sunday School yesterday, what do you do in the waiting? Maybe how do we react in the waiting? We live in a microwave society and want it now...or yesterday.

I have been waiting for just the right horse...the heart horse. When Butter's daddy came along, I was so excited. He was 3 and Tony started training him. He was coming along nicely. And then he had to be put down. Such a heartbreak for both me and his owner, Lynette. We've been through a few horses for me. Then you start to wonder, is it just me? I would admit that some of it is me, but I don't consider it all a loss. Although Tony does most of the training, he hasn't done all of it all of the time. I have proudly watched my horses do some things that I know I have had a hand in. Sometimes I forget that, but I can look back and know it is true. We have to speak truth over our lives.

Tony has been riding Piper and Zeva, both horses that I had hoped were the ones for me. Both very good horses, but Tony will be the first to tell you not everyone can ride Piper. And figuring out Zeva is going to take some time. She has had a good solid start and now it's trying to figure out some things we don't have answers to. Honestly, I think she wants to be a contest horse. I think she would make a great little contest pony for a kid and she's got the looks...oh she's got the looks! I don't know...time will tell. All I know is her person is out there, and it might not be me, but I've shed my tears and dealt with that. She needs her person.

Will Butter be the one? Oh, how sweet that would be. Whatever the plan is, His ways are higher and better than my ways and He is always good. Until then, I will accept that God has a part for me in every horse's journey here.

BLR MR BUCKN SPECIAL...because he is.

11/12/2025

Northern Lights ❤️

“I will ponder all your work, and meditate on your mighty deeds.”
‭‭Psalm‬ ‭77‬:‭12‬ ‭

11/12/2025

I’m not gonna say that I don’t like weekend getaways, but I can be totally content spending a day out like today. Tony had hoped to plan a getaway for our 32nd Anniversary and it just didn’t happen. So instead, we went to my old stomping ground, the North American International Livestock Exposition. At one time long ago, I was responsible for keying in every entry for this show and also proof reading the entry catalog. Well imagine my surprise when I ran into my old boss David Snider and one of my co-workers Carrie Schueler. They have both retired and come back here to work and I would do the same. I love this place and everything about it. I also got to see Harold Workman, who was president when I worked there. Such a great man. He flew in from Arizona. And two of my Breckinridge County friends…Bobby Bell and Paige Dupin. Paige was my summer intern a few years ago and now she does my old boss’ job! Everything has come full circle. We also saw some of our horse show friends and had rich conversation. My heart is FULL tonight. Thank you Jesus for friendship ❤️