This blog harks back to the country.
Farm fields. Barns. Silos. Horses. From the Thumb of Michigan. Late August.
My daughter and I were visiting my parents. We had just driven to Port Huron to watch the movie “The Help.” (Good reviews from blogger, in case you wondered.)
What you see, dear reader, is photos from that evening and the next day.
(I am actually going through photos right now. Tossing this, saving that. Deciding which might be worthwhile. Which might contain a story. Which might visit–shhhhh, don’t tell the photos–the Recycle Bin.)
These were taken during a visit with my parents in the fertile Thumb of Michigan. Where corn and beans and other crops rise from rich soil. Where farmers toil and produce good crops during a good year.
I hope this year is a good year for them.
My brother and his wife and family has a farm with horses in the Thumb. But it’s not a working farm, a farm which must produce or the family starves.
It’s a farm with a tractor and three horses.
It’s a hobby farm.
I like to visit it when we’re downstate and nuzzle the horses’ soft noses.
Yes. Aunt Kathy would like to visit the horses. So off we went. Click here if you didn’t read a more formal introduction to Keely’s horses from another recent visit.
What I remember most about the visit to the horses was the whiskers. (OK, OK, Aunt Kathy is a little strange, we know.) They were so beautiful up close.
I hope you enjoyed this “Country Edition” of the blog. Thanks for reading!