|JUST A BEAUTIFUL OCTOBER MORNING FOR A DRIVE THROUGH THE COUNTRYSIDE|
|CLOSE TO WHAT WE'RE LOOKING FOR BUT NOT QUITE|
|PARKED ALONGSIDE A TRAILHEAD FOR A WALK IN THE FOREST|
|IT'S BEEN NEARLY FORTY YEARS SINCE I LAST WALKED THIS TRAIL EAST OF MITCHELL|
|FORESTS ARE MAGICAL PLACES|
|IT WAS ABOUT HERE WHERE WE LOST THE TRAIL|
|'I THINK WE GO THIS WAY DAD'|
|WE'RE ALMOST OUT OF THE FOREST|
|YUP THERE'S THE JEEP|
I can tell Pheebs is missing Kelly. She's just not quite herself and she is sticking to me like glue. And she's been needing more snuggles.
|LOOKS LIKE THE CORN HARVEST HAS BEGUN IN THIS FIELD|
|NO HARVESTING IN THIS CORN FIELD YET|
|A COUPLE FARM LANEWAYS ABOVE AND BELOW WITH RED MAPLES ALONG THEIR DRIVEWAYS|
|THIS IS MY IDEA OF COUNTRY LIVING|
|HEADING HOME THIS MORNING|
Little Johnny and his family were having Sunday dinner at his Grandmother' s house.
Everyone was seated around the table as the food was being served.
When little Johnny received his plate, he started eating right away.
"Johnny wait until we say our prayer."
"I don't have to," The boy replied.
"Of course, you do," his mother insisted. "We say a prayer, before eating, at our house."
"That's our house," Johnny explained. "But this is Grandma's house and she knows how to cook."