Cooking in the West

Winter has been fairly kind to us up until this past weekend when we suddenly plunged into the deep freeze. We do not start calving until mid-March, but my heart goes out to the people who are calving and lambing in this cold snowy weather. It reminded me of this great poem that I believe Wes Sargent wrote back in his senior year in high school in 2007.

Wes is now all grown up, and he and his wife Lydia are ranching out in the big country northeast of Big Timber, Montana raising cows and their two children. Besides raising cattle and kids, they are outfitters. This poem is a timeless vignette...