My heart is completely broken right now.

​My entire focus has been putting every single dollar into infrastructure for our rescued horses first. To stretch our budget as far as possible, I bought a four-season canvas bell tent. The plan was simple: put a wood stove in it and live out of it every time I’m up at the property working on land prep before our big herd move in November. It was my temporary home base so I could build theirs.

​On Wednesday, a massive high-plains wind storm swept through the prairie and completely flattened the tent, bending the center pole, yanking heavy-duty stakes out of the ground, and collapsing the whole setup right onto some of our newly planted native trees. Sitting hundreds of miles away in Utah, feeling completely helpless, was a total nightmare.

​Here is the bottom line: I cannot build Karma Ranch if I don't have a safe, secure place to stay on the land.

​I cannot afford to pay for hotels every time I drive up to build fences, clear pastures, and prepare for the herd. Montana weather just handed me an unvarnished reality check: canvas won't cut it out here.

​This is really hard for me to ask because this fundraiser isn't directly for hay or vet bills—it’s for me. But I can't build Karma Ranch or take care of these animals without a safe place to be.

​To build a heavy-duty platform, we are looking at about $8,000. To frame out a rigid, hard-sided structure with exterior siding to keep the wind and rain out, we are looking at roughly $20,000 total. I don't need insulation right away—I can do that myself later over time. I just need a solid, wind-proof shell over my head.

​If 10,000 of you can donate just $2, we can raise the $20,000 needed to get this framed and built immediately.

​Just $2. A single micro-donation—less than a cup of coffee—to keep a safe roof over my head so I can physically be on this land doing the hard work for our herd.

​If you can spare $2 today to help us pivot and stand strong against this storm, please donate below and share this page with your friends.

​Thank you to my incredible neighbors who rushed over with sandbags, and thank you to everyone who has my back when the high plains throw everything they’ve got at us. We keep moving forward.