Monday, November 22, 2010
"Now don’t squat with your spurs on.."
About a month ago, one of our neighbors who owns a ranch in southern Utah invited my dad, my brother and I to herd some cattle out of the mountains. Ha.. yeah. When my dad first proposed the idea, I have to admit, I almost instantly declined. I'm extremely allergic to horses, the event required waking up at 6am (on a saturday), it was 32 degrees, and well... I just ain't no cowboy. But I've been trying on the whole, "say yes to life" philosophy, and it was reluctant one, but the yes somehow appeared.
And I'm glad it did.
After spending the summer in west yellowstone, I'm still confused as to why the universe is throwing all these cowboy/western experiences at me. But I think I'm learning to like them..