Published by admin on Wed, 08/21/2024 - 2:25pm
A few days ago, my husband and I and my father-in-law were helping a neighbor precondition calves, the first of the fall cow work. The creaking of the saddle leather, the soft tinkling of spur rowels, the sound of hooves on ground surprisingly soft for August, with the sun just getting hot on our shoulders as we rode west to gather the cows – familiar sounds, familiar sights, familiar faces. It is just plain fun to listen as the conversations and commentary fly, punctuating the rhythm of the work.
“How’s that horse working out for you?”
“Did you get that hay bought?”