I thought of that song when I bought this piece. I can just imagine an old cowboy in his saddle and sombrero, loping along in his leather chaps through the sagebrush and canyons.
It is an old Navajo stamped cross, sterling silver and I just left it as I found it. It's very heavy for its size. Though I've been selling many of my old collections, I don't sell my old west or Native American pieces. I'm such a magpie.
Of course it might have belonged to a padre at one of the many missions out west....
Oh the stories they could tell - Pony Express, rattlesnakes, kachinas, the pueblos.
