As the old song says, "When it's round up time in Texas and the bloom is on the sage, how I long to be in Texas just a-riden' on the range! How it beckons and I reckon I would work for any wage, to see again, to be free again when the bloom is on the sage."
Actually the sage bushes burst out into pinkish purple blooms with cute little dots in the middle, any time that they get enough rain. But who knows? In the old days maybe the best time to round up the cattle WAS a few days after a good rain.
As the old song says, "When it's round up time in Texas and the bloom is on the sage, how I long to be in Texas just a-riden' on the range! How it beckons and I reckon I would work for any wage, to see again, to be free again when the bloom is on the sage."
Actually the sage bushes burst out into pinkish purple blooms with cute little dots in the middle, any time that they get enough rain. But who knows? In the old days maybe the best time to round up the cattle WAS a few days after a good rain.