Yesterday I posted a photo of a cowboy I found in Texas. Kami, my Texan cousin, commented that it's not easy to find cowboys in Texas. She's right. If you think a cowboy is a fella dressed in chaps and riding a horse, it's not as easy as you might think to locate one, even in Texas. We had to go to Fort Worth to find these...

Yes, these cowboys (including a cowgirl!) are totally in a touristy area, doing a fake touristy "longhorn stampede" but we loved it all the same. Besides, you cannot tell me that this fella is not a real cowboy, even if he is geared up for the tourists...

He just can't look that tough without being a real cowboy, don't you think? See, I think being a cowboy is more an attitude and a demeanor than clothing and cows. I like to think of even my man as a "cowboy," even though he hasn't been on a horse more than a handful of times in his life. He works hard, loves freedom, and he'd fight for his family and his country and his good old American rights as sure and as strong as any other tough fella out there.
For me, that's what a cowboy is, and the reason I'm pretty crazy about them him. ;)



