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November 22, AD2011 Before Dawn At Double Cross Ranch
Frank Allnutt
I was roused from my sleep early this mornin’. A few days ago we separated the calves from their mommas to wean ’em. And now them upset ol’ cows—their bags swollen and achy with too much milk—is bellerin’ so loud fer their babies that they woke me up. So I slowly roll outta bed in the dark. My feet make their way into slippers at bed-side and my fingers feel along the wall till they find my robe hangin’ on a peg and I put it on. I walk outside the old house. Them cows is louder than ever, and somewhere out there in a dark and distant pasture their hungry babies is cryin’ back. Give it a couple more days and them mommas’ll settle down and start dryin’ up, and the calves will get usta just eatin’ grass. My ears perk up to forlorn cries out south on the mesas. Coyotes to the east and coyotes to the west. Whether they’s howlin’ at the moon or just yakin’ back and forth, I don’t know. It’s just before dawn, here at the Double Cross Ranch. Gettin’ light out east, but it’s still night above me, and the sky is filled with more bright stars than I could count in a lifetime. A wonder of wonders. Across the way, in the orchard, a doe Mule Deer and her twin fawns are havin’ a breakfast of tender apple branches. They stop and give me a wary look-over. Seein’ that I mean ’em no harm, they go back to chompin’ on apple branches. I gaze up to the heavens again, and I smile in a moment of knittin’ my heart with the Lord’s. ’Cause I’m thankful them ol’ cows woke me up so I wouldn’t miss any of this. *Quotes from Scripture in all my writings are from the New American Standard Version of the Bible unless otherwise indicated. ©Copyright AD2011 Frank Allnutt. All rights reserved.
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