In the midst of the evil surrounding me, I take every opportunity to see the good, too.

Today I saw the sweetest sight and wanted to post something positive for a change…

I’m driving along the rolling plains and see a cowboy (yes, an actual cowboy, sans horse, but a real one, nevertheless), and I smile at a joke I made with another lady saying “I saw him first (after seeing broad-shouldered cowboys in a restaurant) …” haha.

Anyhoo, I keep going along, and there is grandpa cowboy with a baby riding on his hip…obviously his grandchild.  Brought tears to my eyes.  🙂  So sweet a picture…and this little one content as could be with grandpa (and grandma probably at home cooking the noontime meal).

…and then I think of the Indians who felt the same way with their families.  I just wish that we all could have shared this land instead of  fighting over it.  And I wish those that came would have followed the Indians’ lead in taking care of her, as they had for 10,000 years.