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Childhood Remembered

I remember Saturdays going to town with him. Town was a six mile trek and riding along with Pawpaw was…

Fences Can Almost Always Be Climbed

Fences line the country roads of my youth. Keeping the animals from escape. Keeping them safe. How many fences do…

Time Transformed, Time Abandoned

Warning: Photo heavy post. This week’s theme for Photo Friday was ‘Time.’ Below is my take. “Why is it I…

Gift of Ordinary Time

  God gives us the gift of ordinary time. Days of normality. Much needed respites. Life is filled with roller…

Not a Farm Girl

Foothills surround the valleys and farms of my childhood. While farms were a part of my life I was never…

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