Sunday, May 31, 2015

Gathering

                                                         
    Hey guys and gals! Sorry I haven't posted for a few days, it's a busy time of the year! Heres a new one that I wrote.  With spring coming to an end I thought it was quite fitting.


Slick rocks and sliding stones; the wind creates a whistling tone.
The sun is bright and the sky is blue.  We better get going, there's so much to do.  
We head up the mountain on the back of our horse.  We're talking and joking and laughing of course.
We gather the cows and trail them on down.  It's been a great day, in our happiness we drown.
The day's almost over, we get the cows off the ground, into the trailers and sent homeward bound.

Thursday, May 21, 2015

It's not the horse...

        I heard them say it's not the horse, it's you.  I never thought it was really true; until one day I gave it a try, I noticed the difference from my own eyes.  Instead of slouching, I sat up straight; I noticed the progress we started to make.  I kept my heels down and my butt in the seat, I felt the softening of my horse feet. Then when I realized our minds act as one not two, I began to think of that old buckaroo; who made my riding better of course, all by saying it's you not the horse.

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

I will try

                                                                     I hope you guys like this one!

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

No regret...

                                                                                     

As I think about living the cowboy life I recall good times; The sound of hooves pounding the ground like a drum, my heart beating a thousand miles per hour while on a dead lope, the wind blowing my hair around in every direction, the incomparable feeling of a successful day. My thoughts also fall back to the long days; The days that felt never-ending, the brutal rain splashing on my face, having eyes filled with dust and hair full of dirt, working from dawn to dusk in stormy weather, with wind so alive you can't stay still. But when I remember the good times of being with family and friends, riding off in the sunset, I'd do it again with no regret. -Emilee Nicholas