Real cowpokes. I took a drive through ranch country today where I grew up - not too far from where I sit right now - and thought to get Dad's album out afterward. These pics are from the 30s & 40s in the Sandhills of Nebr. It hasn't changed much since then. SW
1) Notice the sturdy fence around the yard. This was necessary to keep the cattle out. Given the opportunity, they would rub on the house - knock the clothesline down - eat the flowers... uncouth cattle back then.
2) This is a poor copy of a newspaper pic showing my GrandDad at the sale barn in Hyannis, Nebr 1903. On the back he had written "this was a good horse". He would know, I suppose.
3) Break time. Since we are blessed with few trees to impede vision, one simply takes a seat on the ground when it's time out. Let the nags graze a bit... enjoy the scenery... life is good.
4) This is Dad in the late 30s.
5) Feeding hay to the cattle. I have actually done this with Dad in the 50s & 60s. Lots of fresh air! Very fresh air!
6) Branding. The guy in the bibs is Grand Dad again. He carried a syrup pail and de-nutted calves. These appendages were then washed off at the nearest windmill and enjoyed the next day at a good old nut fry! mmm-MMM! Nuts & baked beans! Good and good for ya!