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The Hay Ride

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Hello friends! Tonight’s feature image is titled “The Hay Wagon” and is available for purchase by the instructions at the bottom of the article.

The cool night air bites at my cheeks as I stare up into the crystal clear sky. The sun disappeared behind the mountains early in the evening but there’s still a soft purple hue on the horizon. There was a few streetlights dotted throughout the rural community but not so many as to ruin the view of star. The night sky is unbroken by the blinking lights of passenger jets in those days. By the time I was a sophomore in high school I’d had enough allergy treatments to allow me to participatein a hay ride. I had tucked a few antihistamine pills in my pocket just in case I started to have a reaction but they were unnecessary. I leaned back against the wooden sides of the wagon and thought about how much the stars resembled sugar sprinkled across the opaque dome of a late fall night. The only sounds at the moment were the steady clip clop of the horse’s hooves on the hardtop lane. The hay helped keep the youth group warm in the bitter night air and we were covered by beautifully designed Appalachian quilts. And there was rich hot chocolate made with whole milk. Then I felt someone take my hand and I looked down to see the new girl in the group looking up at me. We never spoke. I was too shy in my teen years and seemed to babble and stutter around the girls. Fortunately for me she didn’t speak either. We just cuddled up under the quilt and looked at stars. Nobody seemed to notice us as the horse pulled the wagonload of teenagers through the hills. That is, until the wagon pulled up at her house and she gave me my first kiss before she went inside.

When I see a hay wagon I’m always taken back to a simpler time. A time when the simple things in life were the most important things and we took the time to enjoy them. And, our lives were fully enriched when time was our own.

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Echoes Of A Lifetime

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The cool morning air sweeps across the weathered wood and rusted tin roof of the old barn on Muddelty Creek. The marsh in back of the barn seems oddly silent. All summer the reeds and rushes were teeming with life. Today only a single yellow butterfly skips over the cattail down and ruby red rose hips. I turn my attention to the old barn. It seems to be missing more of its rusted tin roof. It sags a little more than I remember from my last trip.

Barns are the heart of the homestead. They house the animals and store the feed. It’s normally where at least some of the equipment is held. It’s where the hands are happy. Busy hands are happy hands of course. Barns are the engine that powers a life close to the land. Sometimes they smell like hay and grains. Sometimes it’s the animals or even grease and oil from the machines. It all depends on the purpose of the barn which often changes in the course of a lifetime. The sounds of a barn will range from the livestock to growl of a diesel engine but it always includes human voices. Conversations between fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, siblings and friends and any combination there of are soaked into the rough hewn walls and beams. The voice of the barn is their echoes and the story it tells us is that they slept in the house, but they lived here.

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The Gathering Of The Clans

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Children Of The River — Hello friends! Tonight’s feature image is titled “The Time Keepers” and is available for purchase by the instructions at the bottom of the article.

Tonight’s post is of course fictional. I have borrowed from bits and pieces of multiple ancient cultures to create a story just for the entertainment. To the best of my knowledge no such culture ever actually existed. But, it could have.

I have an affinity for earthworks and megalithic structures. There’s just something that fires the imagination where the arcane past is concerned.

In my mind’s eye I can see a mist covered plane with primitive huts built from Mastodon bones and tall grasses. A thin wisp of smoke rising from a central fire. The huts are arranged in a wheel pattern. Each spoke of the wheel contains a hut near the hub with a primitive flag made of corse fiber. These are the dwellings of the chieftains. The patriarchs of this society have called a gathering. They are here ceremoniously to unite the clans into one nation. Their sons stand guard and the eldest is the chief’s escort as the ceremony begins. The people if clans sit silently in doorways of their huts waiting for the signal that an agreement has been reached. The Chieftains’ negotiations are mostly ritual as they sit around the stone slab while they are served bread and wine that was blended from a small portion of each clans supplies. By partaking in the meal each chieftain signifies his agreement to the gathering. As soon as the meal has ended each chieftain stands and faces his people while blowing the same note on a horn. At the sound of the horns the people cheer and the gathering has officially begun. For the next season of the moon there will be open trade between the clans. In some casses there will marriages between them. The clans are spread out across the land most of the time and this is opportunity to obtain fine quality resources that are not abundant in the home region. The gathering is so successful that it becomes tradition and that original stone table where it all began is memorialized in a stone circle.

Not far from my home there are ancient stone works and the property my father grew up on had a stone staircase that was covered with petroglyphs. They are silent witnesses to ages that are lost to history. Occasionally we find a stone arrowhead or a celt ( Stone axe ) in a creek or a field and suddenly we’re touching something that connects us to lives we can only imagine.

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Connecting The Circles

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Hello friends! Tonight’s feature image is titled “Gauley Bridge In Onyx” and is available for purchase by the instructions at the bottom of the article.

My big blue truck rolls to a stop at the three rivers. A soft breeze flows down the mountain and gently shakes the leaves. A deep slow breath released me from the day’s cares as I listen to the birds chattering in the undergrowth. Bridges symbolize transition making them perfect spots to shift attitude away from the corporate culture and back into real life. If I’m still enough I can pick out the individual birds and hear the rivers gently lapping at the rocks on shore. I close my eyes and I can feel the direction of the sun on my skin. Up on the mountain the birds fall silent as a buck strolls through browsing the leaves. A crow gives three quick caws behind my as he flies through to alert the others of my presence in the empty parking lot. The world is made of concentric circles and they all connect if you can just push back the noise and let them speak to you. It only takes a few minutes to regain my center and clear away the mental clutter. I climb back up into my big blue truck and head home with a renewed sense of peace.

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The Moment Of Change

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The wind carries the familiar scent of newly fallen leaves. Change is literally in the air. As I stand in my yard with my eyes closed and accept the touch of the cool dry breeze I can hear the leaves tumbling through the branches. We’ve been in a drought at the end of Summer and a few trees are dropping their leaves early. My boxelder sports a heavy crop of winged seeds that will soon flutter in the wind like little helicopters. If I continue to strain my ears I can hear the squirrel playing in the fallen leaves and a woodpecker laughing at his antics. Last night I listened to the mountian tell it’s nightly story. The owls held congress and the question of who echoed in darkness. To which the bush crickets answered “Katy did”. The moment of change has come to the Appalachian Mountains. I have hope that the setting sun will paint my world with the beautiful colors of Fall.

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