Strike while the iron is hot

“Rain or shine, we’re branding,” is what my grandpa told my mom on the phone last Wednesday night.

Every year my family brands cattle at my grandparents’ and great uncle’s ranch. This year we weren’t sure if the weather would cooperate, but we were on a mission, and luckily, Mother Nature was kind to us.

My earliest memories of branding are sitting in the back of a pickup truck, pinching my nose closed to avoid the smell. Anyone who has branded before knows it isn’t the most pleasant scent, and if you haven’t branded before, you can imagine.

Oh, and of course I remember e...

 

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