Mr. Ed?

The barn on the farm was built before the house. The house was built in 1863. Originally it was a tobacco barn, but a previous owner turned it into to a horse barn with six large stalls and ample spaces for hay and grain storage. Last Saturday I went down to the barn to groom … Continue reading Mr. Ed?

Iris

An old man in overalls and a beat up ball cap was standing on the edge of a Saturday farmer’s market at a Nashville church. He had several plastic grocery store bags next to him. He would talk to people as they left. In the way of city people, some would walk by and never … Continue reading Iris

Redbud

We were touring the skeletal remains of corn fields in search of Sandhill Cranes, but we did not hear any bugle calls or see large birds in flight. It seemed the winter visitors had already migrated to their next residence. Occasionally a fleck of ice would mix with the drizzle hitting the windshield of the … Continue reading Redbud

Get Lucky

Planning starts in November. While others are procuring turkey, pumpkin, minces, sweet potatoes and French’s Crispy Fried Onions, I am in the frozen food aisle picking out frozen peas. Typically I go with black eyed peas, but this year, on the recommendation of a friend from Alabama, I went with purple hull peas. Supposedly the … Continue reading Get Lucky

Home

I have roamed the woods of Mammoth Cave National Park, Kentucky since I was a child. My parents taught me how to spot the signs of former home sites that have been overtaken by the woods and to watch for uncovered cisterns and wells. I feel a strong connection to the land. It feels like … Continue reading Home