Who hasn't thought about the cowboys of yesteryear driving cattle across the prairie, a lawman riding for justice, a modern day rodeo cowboy, or the rancher down the road?
What woman hasn't sighed?
There is something about a man in western boots, denim, and a Stetson cowboy hat that makes a woman's heart rate jump and her mouth go dry.
Is it their manners, chivalry, sense of justice, or the fact they take off their hats and say, "Thank you, Ma'am?" All I know-- Cowboys have the "it" factor for me and many other women.
The swagger of a rodeo cowboy, the set jaw and stance of a lawman, the easy way the rancher leans over the corral fence. . .sigh. There is something about cowboys
I write about cowboys in both the past and now. I try to capture the raw maleness that seems to seep from their pours. These are men who defend a woman honor or protect a child. Men who will fight barehanded. They respect women. I believe it is because in days of the old West, women were few and far between. Men were happy to have a female to cater to, and wanted them to hang around.
The saying goes: A cowboy's hands are as strong as steel, as tough as leather, but soft enough to touch a humming bird's wing or the skin of a woman---and not disturbing the beauty of either.