Items by Mary Flitner
A nighttime flight over Wyoming reveals that the once-dark open spaces are now covered with lights that glitter like cheap costume jewelry.
If you want to see the Old West live again, drop by a ranch and offer to help with the springtime cattle branding.
Forty years ago, Wyoming ranchers raised a lot of sheep, and ranch kids like the author’s own knew the joys and frustrations of raising “bum” lambs.
Mary Flitner takes joy in the hard but satisfying work of bringing her cattle down from the mountains in Wyoming’s beautiful fall.
Today's economic woes remind Mary Flitner of a horse race years ago and the important lesson it taught her: Times are always tough for ranchers, so you might as well enjoy the gamble!
Rancher Mary Flitner visits with some female bovine friends before going off to have coffee with the human ladies of Shell, Wyo.
Mary Flitner believes public-land ranchers and Forest Service employees can – and should – get along with each other.
Mary Flitner remembers the last Sublette County energy boom in the 1950s and wonders whether there will be anything left of her community after this one.
- Harry Greene on The Pleistocene and the present don’t compute
- Michael/Teresa Newberry on American Indian students in Utah face harsh discipline
- Penelope Blair on Rains bring incomplete drought relief to parts of Southwest
- W. Fred Sanders on American Indian students in Utah face harsh discipline
- Jennafer Waggoner-Yellowhorse on American Indian students in Utah face harsh discipline