Spring, for some reason, always makes me think about Handsome Cowboys. They steal my heart in different ways.
Sometimes its the little ones, little ones who look to me like they are going to be the kind of handsome cowboy that when they grow up I admire them for their strength and trustworthiness and wisdom.
It’s these little ones, who know where to look for the wise and loving things in their life.
This little handsome cowboy is looking for his mother, but really he is looking to his mother…and I know her well enough to know that she is going to show him.