 "Foolish people waste their time searching for greener pastures... Someday I'm going to the British Isles.
I won't be seeking greener pastures. I have them in my own backyard... ~Nancy ~ 4.4.2016
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 "As as farmer, you learn quick: You don't get anything that you don't work hard for."  "You and your barns," said Tom.
He's pretty patient about pulling over so I can get my photo... ~Nancy ~ 3..6.2016  We're spending a lot of time on country roads looking for our homestead.
I can see a little house tucked back in the corner with the trees, can't you? ~Nancy ~ 3.5.2016  "Age appears to be best in four things; old wood best to burn, old wine to drink, old friends to trust, and old authors to read." Oh my gosh...
How about "old music to listen to"? I am truly blessed to have the time to drive aimlessly through the country. It's too cold, still, to have the windows down, or the top back. So instead, with a hot cup of coffee in a travel mug and Frank Sinatra singing on the radio, I embrace this day. Glimpses of blue sky and sun just make me happy... ~Nancy ~ 3.5.2016  "The truth is, you know, we need our anodynes. You know that word, anodynes? We need that in life some times. A good warm bath can be one for you, or a whatever." This old bench and granite-ware basin were left in the barn.
I thought they deserved one last portrait while Tom was checking the beehives. ~Nancy ~ 2.29.2016  "They claim this mother of ours, the Earth, for their own use, and fence their neighbors away from her, and deface her with their buildings and their refuse." We took advantage of the blue skies to walk through Ballard Nature Center. The winds were strong and the ground was soggy. The spring peepers were noisy, though, and it felt like March is just around the corner.
~Nancy ~ 2.28.2016  "I found many treasures in the woods over the years: shotgun shells, empty Colt 45 bottles, old railroad spikes, orange and black beetles eating a dead mouse, pebbles that looked just like teeth, old stone walls and cellar holes, a rusted out frying pan, the skull of a cat." An old storm cellar out in the country.
I managed to take this picture working around two farm dogs that came out to greet me. ~Nancy ~ 2.26.2016  "I never wanted to become an actor. I always wanted to be a farmer and dreamt of owning half an acre of agriculture land." After this morning's wrestling semi-finals, we drove around the south farms on the University of Illinois campus.It was a balmy 63° and the southerly winds filled the air with the familiar scent of the U of I Agriculture Department. I'll take that any day over the smell of industry...
~Nancy ~ 2.19.2016  "To find the universal elements enough; to find the air and the water exhilarating; to be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter... to be thrilled by the stars at night; to be elated over a bird’s nest or a wildflower in spring — these are some of the rewards of the simple life." A drive through the country with the sun peeking through the clouds. This was the scene I was photographing...  ...and this was the scene behind me.
~Nancy ~ 2.18.2016  "February is merely as long as is needed to pass the time until March." Winter's open house...
Still waiting for the sun. ~Nancy ~ 2.17.2016 |
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