Back roads bending left and right Swerving like our Friday nights. Gravel flying, dust trails, lights, All us country kids living up a Saturday right. Swimming holes, porch swing, the local lemonade stand. Horse back, bare back....we are the "keeping it country" brand. County life has shaped us right. Bicycles, helmet less, no mamas full … Continue reading Growing Up Country (Poem)
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Simple Living (Poem)
We love our simple rural, tied-to-the-land way of life. It's a life where nature pairs well with the farmer. Rural living, rustic elegance, the common man. All applying common sense to real problems. Where seasons, not schedules, shape work style. Where weather, not email, calls attention. Where baby goats and lambs fill hearts and spirits, … Continue reading Simple Living (Poem)
The Last Vestiges Of Rural America (Poem)
Subtle beauty are the views across rural America, Like a canvas of dynamic paint, always changing. Rustic elegance of a time long gone, Slipping away through our fingers, like sand. Restless barnyards full of sounds, Baby lambs, little kids and chirping chicks. Now turning into whispers, like echoes of the past. Oh, are the memories … Continue reading The Last Vestiges Of Rural America (Poem)
You Take My Breath Away (Poem)
I watch you my husband, always; Often when you don't know I am looking. This morning even, doing chores. Your love, your devotion, it is palatable. It permeates all that is this place. You take my breath away truly. Just like from the beginning. I have watched you my husband always. Your loving tenderness is … Continue reading You Take My Breath Away (Poem)
Snow Dust Farm Morning (Poem)
Snow Dust Farm Morning Snow dusts my farm as I awaken this morn. Trees resting deep in slumber, Animals, not moving, still resting. The chill, it gets us all. White brush strokes on everything. Soft and white all around. This farm, she wonders, shall I wake yet? Or, shall I curl up and sleep for … Continue reading Snow Dust Farm Morning (Poem)
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