1971 Here I am, a bird, a gull. Yes! That's what I'll be. Upon rocks I shall sit or fly the oceans, free. Oh, but free. What is free? How far is free? I am not free. I wish to fly to the end of free! A gull, that is me, I am a gull. … Continue reading Free?
That cowboy hat looked handy, Solid brim and fancy trim, a dandy. It surely was the very best Handcrafting in all the West, But the tag said "Made by a Pakistani."
The two cowboys had worked hard to corral the wild mustang. Several times it had charged the men as they worked to capture the beast. They took turns at the ropes as they struggled to get the animal properly tied to the stake. ”High spirited broom tail ain’t he,” said Rob in his Australian accent. … Continue reading The Mustangers
Grampa said to me one day For a cheap hat I should pay. One without the fancy trim, Jus' one with a solid brim. I should'a listened to Grampa, An' through his eyes what he saw. But given my youthful age I didn't hear the wise ol' sage. Workin' hard to dally 'round, Bringin' cow-brutes … Continue reading Under Hoof