Wool socks and cowboy boots mashed in black
lace up overshoes complete with jingling
jangling spurs, frozen in monel stirrups,
tied snugly so toes can't move. Long handles,
jeans, and brand new brown armitas with fringe
frozen together in sections. Wool coat, wild
rag, and scotch cap hiding ears from frost
bite. Green Handy Andy chore gloves, numb
fingers and toes guiding an unpredictable
grey horse in fresh white snow. I ride along side
my dad. Cows ready to start calving,
temperatures in negative digits, its cold!
We gather the herd and hold rodeer. Dad
sorts out those who are close enough, and we push
them to the dry warm barn for the night.