I always enjoy working calves in the spring and fall. Heading down to the corrals on a crisp morning. Listening to the call of the cattle – bulls, cows, and calves all carrying on. It’s as much about the nostalgia as anything; the connection to the past, the ranching, the cowboying, and the community.
And I wouldn’t mind taking a turn at sweeping a field or getting involved in a harvest again. But my actual farming experience was pretty limited; just a few summers as a hired hand. After that initial turn at sweeping a field, when some people would have fired me the first day, I spent a little more time in the tractor that summer. I took a few more rounds with the sweep and I moved round bales with the three-point.
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