Under the Wire

Well, spring is here, supposedly everyone’s favorite time of the year, with the exception of skiers for obvious reasons and those who yearn for fall so they can rake leaves. I am not a member of either group. Born, raised and spent my entire life in Colorado, never been on skis and no intention of ever changing that. In our business of ranching, snow is only good after it melts and soaks away. Otherwise it needs shoveled out of feed bunks, plowed so you can get to the mail box and falls inside the collar of our Carhartts as you pull bales off the stack to feed the cows and horses.

Leaves? Ther...