Out Our Way: Homeward bound

Luke 24:13-35

Out our way, that final trip back to the table and the fresh hay, grain and water is an amazing journey. After hours of heat, and often cold, being baked dry - or soaking wet - both horse and rider are worn out. Doc and I both tended to droop a good deal as we finished checking the fence, herd, and pushing some stray youngsters back towards mama.

I have shared before that sensation that comes when, barely able to keep moving, we crossed that last ridge and saw Charlie's red stock trailer and truck less than a mile off. Doc's head swung up and his tired gate picked up the pace. My...