On the other side
of Sunday school
and Old Testament tests,
we survived wilder times
with less rules. Today,
we take turns cutting calves
with meat on the fire.
At home in these board pens,
we can hear the old men
holler from Sulphur Ridge:
Dave, E.J., Earl and Homer,
chides, laughter and profanity
as we look back—
and up ahead we see
we’re somewhere in-between.
Branding calves in Earl McKee’s corrals has always been removed from the rest of the world, separate from the conflicts and politics that we are bombarded with daily. Never more true than yesterday among a few neighbors and friends at our first branding of the year, most of us going ‘old people slow’ as we got the job done.
Posted in Photographs, Ranch Journal
Tagged Bill Drewry, branding, Douglas Thomason, Greasy Creek, Ken McKee, photography, Terri Blanke
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