Good Bye Forkland, I Am Moving On!

Posted on May 7, 2008 by The Southern Lady

The flood was the beginning of the end of my years in the store. The experience caused me to be so frightened every time the water started to rise in the creeks that I decided to sell the market and move on with my life. I moved to a little town called Junction City and [...]

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  • PLEASE READ THIS FIRST BEFORE READING THIS BLOG

    In order for this blog to make sense to you, please read starting with the oldest post first. Go to the left sidebar and under Archives click on December 2007. When the page comes up, go to the bottom of the page and click on the title of that post which is dated December 11, 2007. You will have to do this each time to read the blog in the order in which it was posted.

  • A POEM ABOUT ME: WHERE I’M FROM

    I am from tobacco fields and strawberry patches, fried chicken for Sunday dinner and sweet tea.

    I am from frame farm houses, weeping willow trees, and juicy, red grapes on the vine.

    I am from the lilac tree and peony bush whose early morning fragrances float through open windows along with the bright sunlight.

    I am from picnics on the Fourth of July, family reunions, hardworking men and frugal women.

    I am from ghost stories, games of red rover, hopscotch, marbles, and roller skates.

    I am from ice cream and chicken noodle soup for colds and a doctor that came to the house.

    I am from Methodists, Baptists, Pentecostalism, Catholics, and worshiping God by being spiritual within and loving life and being kind to others.

    I am from the Bluegrass State of Kentucky with goldenrod and redbud lined back roads, coal mines and racehorses, biscuits and gravy and country ham.

    I am from a grandfather I never knew with a handlebar mustache, a grandmother with long braided hair worn pinned into a bun on the back of her head, a homebody mother, and a father that gave me my love of nature.

    I am from fragments of people, hardships, love and experience. I can not ask to be from more.

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