Our first trip to North Dakota, highlighted by a stay at the Jasper in Fargo.
“Progress” The gate is open into a field of grass. The sun sinks low as the day goes past Into the twilight of a looking glass. And the cattle are grazing on the hill. In the valley the stream runs true Carving the land as it meanders through Over the horizon goes the water blue. And the cattle are grazing on the hill. Crickets serenade the new twilight Across the land goes… Read More
“What’s in a name? A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.” – William Shakespeare Yes, I know you have all been anticipating the announcement of the two remaining rooster names from the naming contest at the Wilson Family Farm’s Fall Extravaganza! I recognize that the delay has led to many a sleepless night for everyone who dropped a name into the proverbial hat. Oh, the suspense! Oh, the anticipation! … Read More
Naming the roosters at the Wilson Family Farm fall pumpkin patch.
Fall festival fun at the Wilson Family Farm’s annual pick your own pumpkin patch in Bethesda, Tn.
“Time for you and time for me, And time yet for a hundred indecisions, And for a hundred visions and revisions, Before the taking of a toast and tea.” From “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” -T. S. Eliot Taking Time to Smell the Roses I enjoy finding places where it seems that “time” stands still. Of course, I am keenly aware that we are constantly moving forward to our final… Read More
“So, I’m packing my bags for the Misty MountainsWhere the spirits go nowOver the hills where the spirits fly…” -Robert Plant K2 and I both love the mountains. There is something about being in places that rose into existence from the depths of the Earth long before my birth, surrounded by trees that were standing when my Great Grandfather was still walking this land, wading up streams to waterfalls that were born… Read More
Of Christmas and of Christmas Trees I resolve myself to this thought, That it means much more to the heart of the season Than the many gifts that were bought. Of Christmas and of Christmas Trees My heart is sure to state, That we go much further than ribbons and bows And we move forward to some greater fate. Kelly Andrews © 2021 With everything going on with Christmas and New Year’s,… Read More
“The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.” – Robert Frost The Sound of Silence Silence. As I would sit in my grandparents’ house atop the hill on Kedron Road in what was Spring Hill (oh, it is still Spring Hill, but it has little or no resemblance to the town that I knew as a kid). I would sit… Read More