Wednesday, June 1, 2016
Saturday in the Park ... er ... The Pasture
"Saturday in the park.
Think it was the 4th of July."
Yes, it was a Saturday.
But it was a pasture instead of a park.
And it was Memorial Day weekend rather than 4th of July.
It was a lovely Saturday. But there wasn't the sound of people laughing or dancing or anyone playing guitar in a busy park. Instead, there was the music of cascading water and the call and answer of mama cows and their calves. There was the trill of birds and the rustle of a gentle breeze through prairie grasses that helped keep the insects at bay.
We were there to check cattle. A neighbor had some of his cattle get into the pasture we rent along the Ninnescah River. While he was sorting them out, he noticed that one of our bulls had a problem. We were there on a recognizance mission.
Yes, we were there on a cattle checking mission. But we just happened to bring our fishing gear, too. This spot on the Ninnescah has long been a favorite fishing spot for Randy and our kids.
But we took in the beauty as we rode back to the pickup. Things could be worse. After a dry winter, we've been blessed with abundant rain this spring, refreshing the pastures and giving the cattle abundant food.
Our bucket of fish gave us an abundant meal on Memorial Day, too. Best of all, Randy was the chef!