That’s how I feel when I visit my parents back home, at their ranch near New Baden, Texas. Spring brought rain and mild weather; the land is lush and green, and young life is everywhere to be seen: calves, foals, goslings, etc.

After a long day working in the pastures, we enjoyed our favorite escape: Saturday night at the 110-year-old New Baden General Store, where they grill freshly cut rib-eye steaks that deserve their own poems.  Here is a little taste, figuratively speaking: