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?
Jolene in the mule Twelve years ago my father put his farm Red Bud in a federal program to seed the acreage in native grasses. Though the program was ended in 2017, the farm has remained in native grasses. Only paths for the four-wheeled mule are cut on the land so that the family can … Continue reading Red Bud: First Wildflowers of Spring
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
Early spring flowers. Abundance is often just noticing. Signs of an old home place. Land was purchased for the park in the late 1930’s and 1940’s. My family was one that had to leave their homes as they were in what became the National Park. The ground under their farm is known as Great Onyx … Continue reading Walk at Mammoth Cave National Park
As a 1970’s Caverna Elementary School student in Horse Cave, Kentucky I did what all kids across the state did every Friday. I went to the cafeteria for fish stick day. “The teacher lines up the whole third grade. Ooh Ahh Yum Yum It’s lunchtime now and we can’t wait Ooh Ahh Yum Yum Friday’s … Continue reading Fish Stick Day
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
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
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