Nothing was Wasted

Saturday rolled around and the horses were loaded.

A beautiful day, 56 degrees and sunshine..a nice breeze.

Jesse and Seth sat in the front seats,

Anne, Russ, and Isabelle in the back.

Seth put in the new Jamie Johnson CD and cranked it up!

He explained to his dad that Johnson had written Strait's hit, "Just Give it Away".

As Jesse listened he felt like James would have liked this music.

It seemed less contrived, more gritty, not slick..it had life to it.

"I like this, can you make me a CD of it?"

Anne leaned forward, "This ain't no better than your stuff honey."

Jesse leaned over and kissed her.

The trails were filled with brush and fallen limbs.

No one had cleaned up after the big snow and Jesse was glad.

This gave him and his family an opportunity to work on the horses' trust.

They had to pick their way through many spots, asking the horses to step over logs and wade through damned up creeks.

Other times they had to go under low hanging branches, asking their horses for patience,

keeping them calm with limbs slapping them on their withers, face, rear, and flanks.

Jesse knew these experiences with the horses built trust, patience, and a deep bond with the rider.

It had an impact when in the ring roping a steer or in the field roping a calf.

It all worked together, nothing was wasted.

wkm

The Horses

Nashville