Summer’s coming on.
It makes me think of...
Green poly ropes and men’s cologne.
Birthday cake in cowcamp, sent out by mom.
No clean socks. Ever.
A cooler of beer and maybe a Gatorade or two on the back of the company pickup.
Babies tied securely into cradle boards, gazing solemnly at one another across the stands at a rodeo.
That old blue heeler, lying in the dirt next to his feed pan, protecting his food from the magpies.
A dressing table that holds faded pictures of family, a town and work wrist-watch and a .45
The way that colt turns that makes you think he’s ready for his first show in town.
Hot rope running through a gloved hand.
Coming home from work, brushing the dirt outta your hair, jumping into clean jeans and running out the door to drive 2 hours to go eat a burger. With fries.
Summer is almost here, make it the best one yet.
xo xo Liz