My Grandma’s Old Saddles
May 17th, 2008 by admin
I visited my grandmother’s house in Oklahoma over Christmas. I’ve always loved going up into her attic to see what I could find. I feel like I’ll never look through it all no matter how many trips I take. Of course, I don’t get much time alone up there with family stuff. This time my grandmother took me up herself to show me something special. In the back behind a large trunk were two western saddles. They were old and gorgeous. I took a deep breath in smelling the leather, and wondered about all the riders who had been on them. It was a really special gift from her. I think she felt bad because my mother was being pretty hard on me about school. She told me if I did better in my college classes, I could come out and stay over the summer and she would tell me stories of the riders. I can’t wait!! I’ve been buckling down (no pun intended) so maybe I’ll come back with great stories to share.