Update: I guess I should have explained that this is the farm where I grew up. It is acres of open land. The corn was recently harvested. There are cows and I love them. They are slow, and lumbering animals. My great uncle lives on the other side of the farm, beyond the creek. The old barn that fell down years ago smelled of the tobacco that hung to dry from the rafters. I searched for four leaf clovers with my Great Grandaddy Mike (named so because he was my Nana's second husband...scandal!)
5 comments:
Very, very nice. You travel like I do.
You, my dear, are pretty as a picture.
Is this your dad's house...the one that I used to practically live in my senior year? Wow, it looks so much different than I remember...funny how much things change over time!!!
Ms.Moon - yes!! :) So nice talking to you yesterday
May- oh the feeling is mutual
Cass- a lot has changed! You are right. They cleared out a lot of brush and the pool is gone and some other stuff.
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