Sunday, June 16, 2013

Ladies (and Gentlemen) in Red

When I was young—I won’t say how many years ago because the numbers are, er, irrelevant—most of the cattle one saw in Wyoming were either Herefords or Hereford crosses. As time has passed, I’ve grown older and cattle have grown steadily blacker (due to increasing popularity of the Black Angus breed), so a purebred Hereford herd isn’t an everyday sight. When I drove past these calves today, I couldn’t resist snapping their pictures.

Seeing these gentle, beautiful Herefords reminded me of some grand, old-time brandings, the kind where calves were roped from horseback, and we young folks held their legs while they were vaccinated, branded, and castrated. Even after all these years, I still remember how tired, stinky, and dirty we were, not to mention how delicious those homemade pies were afterwards!

“For every beast of the forest is Mine and the cattle upon a thousand hills.” –PSALM 50:10 (KJV21)

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