This is Dad's saddle. I posted pictures of it for this last Sunday Still's
challenge and was going to write about it, but tears came easier then words.
It's a working man's saddle, no silver or frills. Built strong for ranch roping
and comfort. It's smooth to the touch, almost soft from the countless hours he rode it
and carries a few battle scares.
Dad had it custom built in the late 60's a necessary extravagant's for a
ranch manager, only making $400.00 a month. One of the few
prized positions he allowed himself and still beautiful.
It was the last saddle he ever rode, it is the saddle I ride and tough my kids on.
I hope someday it will find it's was onto the back of some old
gentle horse, with his great grand kids in tow.
