Spring draws nigh real soon
Cattle calving, some in snow
Warm, wet hair smells good.
Running a line fence
Looking for calves caught in wire
Watch out for sharp barbs.
We'll ride the gullies
Searching for any stray cows
They always get lost.
Snow is melting fast
Hard to drag them out of mud
Sure hope they dry out.
Coffee and a roll
Brewed and baked on a campfire
Sure beats old hardtack.
In the morning sun
We start the branding again
This time its warmer.
If the weather holds
We can move the herd sooner
Green pastures await.
Cold morning, hot day
Freeze your butt then fry your brains
Yup, High Plains weather.
'Ol Gabe