"It was a tough life if you was useless." -LeafaNumbers BlakeMy grandmother proudly claimed she had delivered more foalsand calves than any woman in early 1900s North Dakota. Like her, we've found apurpose building our lives, sometimes elbow deep in dirt and blood, but doingwhatever work that needed to be done. Horses have always been our north star. For many of us, the cowboy persona has never been a goodfit. Women have earned a narrative about our own lives with horses and theland. We tell a uniquely female account of living and working with horses,coming out of the shadow of cowboy hats and spurs. For us, it was never aboutfighting for domination. It was always about herd and home.This poetry collection tells small stories from a women'sperspective about life defined by horses, nature, and memory. Our feelings run deep; this might be yourstory too.