The Cowboy’s Melody

The Cowboy’s Melody

Not all cowboys are born in the West, but its wildness whirls as deep in his soul as the great eddies of the Colorado. Dreams as wide as the high prairies. Ideas grand as the Rockies. His common sense, like a crystal stream, cuts through life’s cumbersome valleys and ravines.

Dusty, dirty, weathered and leathered, the cowboy is not perfect. He is, however, a good man. Continue reading “The Cowboy’s Melody”