When I grow up I want to be a Cowboy

I got the chance the other day to go out and move some cows on my horse, Pegaso, who has only seen cows one time in his entire life. Six of us headed out on a grey, windy, Sunday afternoon to take momma cows and their calves on a little trip from one pasture to another. Two of the people in our group knew what they were doing the rest of us were ready to our best imitation of “City Slickers”. I’ll kill the suspense right now. Nothing dramatic or life threatening happened. So why am I writing about it then? Well, because it was a lovely moment. Life is not perfect, but every now and then you get a perfect moment. Walking behind softly mooing cows, the wind at my back, with my trusty horse striding along steady and true made life perfect, for just a moment. The fields rolled out before us like soft green carpet, a few birds drifted across the vast sky and for the first time in a long time I couldn’t hear a car, see a telephone pole, or receive a call on my cell phone. We all walked along with the ease that comes from six individuals with one simple, attainable goal; take cows from point A to point B. Life is so full of busy technology, you have to unplug. Thousands of years of human existence has been tied to the land from the crops we harvest to the animals we raise. We have been hard wired for that kind of life and it feels so good to step back into it. I am simply overwhelmed by the technology I live with every day; I cringe every time my cell phone rings, which during this little writing session has been three times. My texting skills put me at about 4 words a minute, I don’t IM because I don’t know how and my husband made me a My Space page I never go to. Every year I get a little farther behind the technology curve. But, you know what? I’m good with that. I have friends, I have my family and I have my critters and all of that puts me in touch with what is good about this life. I thank God for that every day.