He went in and drank his coffee, black and hot, and returned to the yard, pacing out through the long-thrown shadows of the poplars. The weathered juniper poles of the corral showed whitely in the moonlight; across the valley the outline of the hills was very clear.”
–Ernest Haycox (Saddle and Ride)
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“Spring has sprung,
And grass has riz,
And everything that looks
Like a weed, is!”
Now, Pard, that’s some fine verse for the springtime that is now upon us. It was given to me by the missus, so reckoned I’d use it since Spring is now officially here. These last few weeks has shor been some ride with the weather. Cold, snow, and then some of the hottest weather on record in Arizony.
Careful, Pard! That coffee’s hot! Yuh should be testin’ it before yur burn all the hair off’n yur tongue. Be aware, cayn’t yuh feel the heat before yuh open your mouth? That bring me to a thought. I was out driving the highway the other day, yep takin’ my life into somebody else’s hand, and I noticed, and it’s not the first time, that there is little awareness of folks out there in those steel mounts. They go over into yur lane likes they own it, then swerve back. They’ll move from the far left to make their exit four lanes over to the right. Just not bein’ aware of where they are or what they should be a-doin’.
Pard, lack of awareness can get yuh hurt mighty bad, or even kilt. Yuh need to be aware of yur surroundin’s, of possible obstacles. Why even walkin’ in the woods, yuh must be aware for an ol’ rattler or copperhead may be lurkin’ nearby. Yuh might step in a hole, and break an ankle or worse fall on yur noggin’. Pard, lack of awareness can get yur tonsils burnt if’n yuh swaller that hot coffee too quick-like.
Yuh ponder that whilst I takes a swaller now. Ahhh, good-delicious! Pard, the same is true travelin’ our journey on the gloryland trail. Ol’ slewfoot is out there with a myriad of devices, snares, traps, and deadfalls. We travel, but we must be aware of what is around us. Why we know he’s a prowlin’ ’round like an ol’ mountain puma. But as the ol’ Apostle said we are not ignorant of his devices, traps, and snares. An’ for shor our Guide will be pointin’ them out if we are aware of His instructions.
Pard, the good Lord has put another day, and hopefully another week in front of us. He has made them for us, but that don’t negate our responsibility to be aware as we go through each and ev’ry day. Pard, we have to cinch up tighter, look harder, sit straighter and have a clear focus on the trail ahead of us and what might jump out from the sides. As the pioneers and settlers came they had to be aware of their surroundin’s. There were vicious varmints, snakes, rocks and ruts in the trail, hostiles, and renegades waitin’ to do harm to the unsuspectin’. It hasn’t changed much–the enemy is the same and he is still waitin’ for us to be droppin’ our guard.
So Pard, check yur coffee ‘fore yuh drink. Tighten yur cinch, keep yur Bible handy an’ yur gun loaded. Keep movin’ onward an’ upward.
Vaya con Dios.