Red cowboy boots.
Dust with living legends.
Blue jeans, the working uniform.
Skies with danger and full sun.
The aroma of wet hay and work
horse saddles. Leather reins, the
steering wheel bound to a bit.
Seasons that blend. Calloused hands.
Facial lines, the human rings of trees.
Sweat stained hats. Beards and tattoos.
Cold beer cures the heart. Spurs, the
calling card of moving through.