Christmas Caroling: Cowboy Style!

This guest blog was written by McKensie Petersen, wife of country singer & professional photographer Chris Petersen. Chris Petersen’s passion for preserving the cowboy way of life and sharing it with the world has shaped everything he does. Whether behind the camera, on stage, or in the saddle, Chris is dedicated to keeping the spirit of the West alive.

In our little town, tucked quietly in the Utah hills with a population of just around 500 people, Christmas looks a little different than it does in the big city. Life here moves slower, and many of our longtime residents have lived in this valley their whole lives. Over the years, many of their children have moved away to find work or new opportunities, leaving some of our elderly neighbors to face the long, cold winter months alone.

As the holidays approach, we can’t help but think about those folks: those who have given so much to our community and now spend the season tucked inside their homes, watching the snow fall quietly outside. Knowing that many of them can’t get out to enjoy Christmas activities. About ten years ago our good friend, Brent Prince, came up with an idea that’s become one of our favorite traditions: Cowboy Christmas Caroling.

Each year, a big group of friends and neighbors saddle up our horses and hitch up the wagons, wrapping ourselves in coats and scarves as we head out into the crisp winter morning. We ride from house to house, singing Christmas carols to our neighbors—some standing on their porches, others waving from the windows. We offer a hug, sometimes a prayer, and always a smile to brighten the long, cold winter.

There’s something about it that feels wholesome and timeless, like stepping back into the old world our elders remember and long for. For just a few moments, they get to feel the love of their neighbors and know they haven’t been forgotten.

For us, Cowboy Christmas Caroling is more than just singing songs – it’s a reminder. A reminder to ourselves and our children that not everyone’s holiday season is filled with family gatherings and gifts under the tree. For some, this visit might be the only Christmas gift they receive. And yet, their faces light up with gratitude, and often tears of joy. A joy that fills the whole town with warmth.

When the day winds down and the horses are unsaddled, we all gather together to share a warm bowl of soup. Laughter, songs, and stories of generations past—those who struggled and worked to make this rugged country the home we all enjoy today.

It’s simple, humble, and full of heart—everything Christmas should be!