At twilight, after the sun eased behind the mountains, he sat enjoying another cup of coffee and watching the trees. Seeing movement there, he set the cup down beside him and took the thong off the hammer of his Colt.”
–C. Wayne Winkle (Judd’s Journey)
Go ‘head, git yurself a cup. Sorry, I don’t have it next to the pot. I’ve been busy this mornin’ gettin’ ready to ride one more time. Not sure have many more journeys are in this ol’ body, but I’ll go ’til I can’t no more. Good, hot, strong coffee this mornin, Pard. Don’t be rubbin’ on yur skin or it might take off the hair. Just finished honin’ my knife. . . dull knife is kinda like weak coffee, not much good. I worked with a fellow once who used to put that final edge on his knife by using the leather on his boot. Let me tell yuh, that blade was sharp as a razor.
Headin’ up over the Great Plains an’ into the high country. Don’t worry Pard, I’ll have my weapons ready just in case. Along with the wife, the eldest daughter and grandson are goin’ to travel. Yep, gonna show the lad some of the places where I grew up. Plus I’ve got a hankerin’ to see the mountains once more. Ha, won’t be able to romp through them like I used to as the years have taken a toll. And with all the stupid people causin’ new rules and regulations I don’t know if I can stop by a stream to boil up some coffee or not.
Ahhhh, let’s enjoy this pot. Don’t know for sure when I’ll be back. Ha, don’t yuh worry, I’m not gonna take off and trek by myself. The plan is to come home to the woods of East Texas. I imagine the trip will be somewhat nostalgic, lookin’ at the trails the Lord has brought me along. Yep, hope to point out some places to the youngster where the Lord has shown me, and where I’ve tromped. Now, I’m not one to pick one favorite verse, but among them that I often use is Proverbs 4:18. Go ahead, finish that cup, I’ll pour yuh another then recite.
“The path of the just is like the shining sun, that shines ever brighter unto the perfect day.” Later on, ol’ Solomon said in the same chapter, “Ponder the paths of your feet, and let all your ways be established.” Hmmm, gettin’ nostalgic already. Yuh be doin’ good whilst I’m gone. Don’t be drinkin’ no weak coffee, or any cinos, and for goodness sake remember to check yur cinch as I won’t be about to remind yuh.
Vaya con Dios.