I’m sitting here tonight, after working a 10 hour day at the casino, looking at old photos of my horses and sharing them to Facebook (you’ll have to check my personal Facebook page for those). I have the window open in my craft room and listening to the sounds of the tractor getting far away and then closer, farther away and closer. The crickets are chirping and I can hear a barn owl in the distance. It is 9:00 at night and my husband (David…aka Copenhagen Cowboy) is on said tractor raking hay. Yes, we both work full time and yes, we farm/ranch in our “spare” time. People ask if…