Behind the Grindstone

I’ve lived my life close to creation and critters. It’s hard for me to understand how it’s possible to walk through creation and not come to the conclusion there must be a creator.

Now Shorty had lots of sheep
Sheep from here to there
In every pasture on the ranch
Sheep scattered everywhere

I decided to take ‘Ole Cheryl to visit the place the boys and I had made our hunting camp for several years. It had been many years since I had been there but was expecting it to be the same.

Several weeks ago a group of us gathered at the city park and prayed for rain. It had been dry with blowing dust for so long.

Now, I’m always interested in a good story and don’t mind tellin’ one myself. I’ve heard stories of horse wrecks and cow wrecks, car wrecks and wrecks of all kinds that all happened because of poor decisions.

It’s the Easter season again. It and spring seem to go hand in hand.

It’s interesting to watch as our society deals with their so called social issues. It seems the more they struggle to become what they are not the more they become what they are.

There’s love for the prairie
And love on the prairie as well
It’s a love story on the prairie
This love story that we tell

They acted like newlyweds
Though they’d been married forty years
They’d hung onto each other
Through the laughter and the tears

Time has passed—The clock has ticked
We’re starting a year brand new

The old man and his grandson
Sittin’ in a reclinin’ chair
A place of close contentment
They spent time together there

The night is dark— as the herders sleep
Trusting in—the dogs to keep

The old man settin’ there on the porch
His hair and mustache white
The young man with a pencil and pad
Lookin’ for a story to write

Well, we are comin’ up on the day that has made November famous. Thanksgiving.

It seems in today’s world no one wants to pull their own weight or haul their own freight. Instead of draggin’ their own wagon they hitch their team to the wagon that’s movin’ fastest.

Well, here we go again. In the midst of having to change the offensive names of school mascots, logos, mountains, towns, creeks and the list goes on and on we now are at risk of contacting another virus.