When a cowgirl marries a cowboy…

Wow! This imagery is so amazing, isn’t it?? You can feel it all….and I feel like by the end you can hear the thundering hooves… It gives such a beautiful picture of what this couple’s life is like–at once so serene and yet teaming with life…and that landscape…! and that they have each other in the midst of all that….not a bad life. Here’s the sweet story of not so lonely cowboy (told by the not so lonely cowgirl)…

Ido and I met on a 4th of July weekend when he was in my small hometown of Bridgeport, California, competing at a ranch rodeo.  I went to the local bar with a few friends to meet up with people we only got to see once a year at the rodeo.  Ido was sitting alone at a table and a mutual friend of ours made a bet with me that I couldn’t make him laugh–little did we know how that bet would turn out!  Looking back, it was definitely love at first sight…for me, anyway.  I think it took Ido about 10 minutes after the first sight, but he did come around and eventually moved up to my hometown. He got a job on a ranch next to my family’s, and since then, it’s been happily ever after!

My family owns a ranch just outside the tiny town of Bridgeport, California.  I once heard that Bridgeport has had the record low temperatures and the highest gas prices for the lower 48…which just goes to show you exactly why it has remained a small town even though it is in the prettiest valley on earth.  I grew up around cattle and on a horse and my love for the lifestyle has kept me here when many others my age have left.  It’s definitely not a cushy 9-5 job, but it is incredibly rewarding.  I consider myself lucky to have found someone like Ido who shares my love of the land and livestock and who fully understands what it means to married to the ranch as well as each other.

Ido has roots halfway across the world and in a country where it is highly unlikely to find a cowboy of any kind–Israel. As a kid, Ido always wanted to be a cowboy but it wasn’t easy trying to figure out how to go about it.  When he finally found a family that would take him in and teach him how, he jumped at the chance.  He is forever grateful to them and because of that connection, he is not only a wonderful man, but a dependable cowboy, excellent roper, a hand with a horse, and can read cattle like he was born into it.  Most of his family still lives in Israel, and while it is hard for me to fathom leaving my family to pursue something I love that is halfway around the world, I admire him for sticking to it even when his path was not easy. On our wedding day, a friend of mine asked where I had found such a great guy, to which another guest replied, “Well, there weren’t any left here, so she had to import him!”    

People had told me that I would be nervous on the day of our wedding and that it was normal, it would pass.  However, when that day came, I didn’t feel nervous, just more sure that the choice I had made was the best possible, and when the knot was tied, I only felt elation.  I guess you can find true love in a bar, after all! 
Photography: KT Merry // Location: Hunewill Ranch

8 Responses to “When a cowgirl marries a cowboy…”

  1. Cheri {Woodsy Weddings}

    Sweet, simple, and absolutely beautiful!! I’ve been through the small town of Brideport (gorgeous fall colors, as I remember) and it looks more like it belongs in a dream than in California!

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  2. Grace

    Stunning photography and a beautiful story to go with! The most striking image to me was the simple photo of the curve of the horses neck.

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  3. Kate

    I’ve been reading this blog for quite some time, but this is the first post that has prompted me to comment. What stunning photos, and an even more beautiful story.

    Congratulations to this ranch couple! Much happiness!

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  4. VOWS & Bridepower

    Love that they didn’t shy away from taking pictures of the stunning landscapes and those beautiful horses. Really shows what’s important to them, and we could look at them forever.

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