Gray and cool here today. A cold rain loosens a few leaves from the trees who seem reluctant to give up their green cloak. Little by little the colors change though, and each tree presents offerings that drift slowly down like multi colored feathers from an old pillow.
A breeze lifts the corn shucks from freshly harvested fields and they dance across the road like so many seahorses on parade.
Autumn begins and the changing is felt without and within. This is hands down my favorite time of year. Oct 2011
About This Blog
- I have loved things Country and Western all of my life. I have loved the ranches and farms, the work, the fields, the barns, livestock, and the food. I was born and raised in Kentucky where I learned to ride and care for horses. Most of my family lived on farms and/or were livestock producers. I have raised various livestock and poultry over the years.I have sold livestock feed and minerals in two states. My big hats and boots are only an outward manifestation of the country life I hold dear to my heart. With the help of rhyme or short story, in recipes or photos, I make an effort in this blog to put into words my day to day observations of all things rural; the things that I see and hear, from under my hat. All poems and short stories, unless noted otherwise, are authored by me. I hope you enjoy following along.
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