Mother nature has been a little wild this past week. I met some folks from Hereford, Texas on Saturday. I was in Oklahoma City visiting the stockyards. Those Texans were in a hurry to get back home. The weather forecast was calling for four to eight inches of snow. They hoped they would make it home and not have to stay the night somewhere along the way.
As I headed home a couple of big snow flakes hit my windshield. Where I live in eastern Oklahoma the forecast only gave a slight chance of rain. There wasn’t any mention of snow, but it dang sure tried to snow in Oklahoma City as I was headed east down I40.
I ate a cheap steak at the cattleman in the Oklahoma City stockyards before we headed home. My son and I also bought some ropes at National Saddlery. I window shopped a little at some other western decor type stores, most of that stuff is good to look at, but the tightwad in me wouldn’t even look at the price tags.
We headed back home about two o’clock, after eating and shopping a little. It rained and drizzled the entire way home. It continued to rain about half of Sunday as well. We went to church and then to eat in town. Not long after we got home the sun began to shine. A herd of deer wondered out of the brush and began to graze on the green grass popping up in the back pasture. I watched them for a minute or two as I went about my daily chores.
The deer looked healthy enough, they came through the worst part of winter ok. Each day all winter long I inspect my livestock, looking for sickness, weight loss and what not. Somewhere in the Bible it says the sparrow does not store up nuts for the winter and God sees it through. The deer didn’t store up and hay or feed, much like the sparrows in the Bible.
Those verses teach us not to worry about stuff so much. I never thought seeing some deer feeding in the back pasture would teach me anything, but these did. Maybe I shouldn’t worry so much, there ain’t much I can do about it anyways. I guess I learned a little bit today.
James Lockhart lives near the Kiamichi mountains in southeast Oklahoma. He writes cowboy stories and fools with cows and horses.
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