One ought, every day at least,to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words. ~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

One ought, every day at least,to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words. ~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Not much is left of the homestead. The house burned and the flower beds and shrubbery are now pushed aside by a bulldozer or cut to the ground by a mower. The mailbox has been left alone to mourn beside the road, so long that a pair of birds has built a nest inside.The eggs... Continue Reading →