So many roads are ready to take you forward
Into the empty world to come, misty with promises.
So few will lead you back to what you’ve missed.
…………………from the poem Invitation by Carl Dennis
This dirt road leads to the farm on which I lived until my mid to late teens. A modern day photo of a place of memories. It is now posted property and not open for me to take a walk up that lane. Grateful for the experience of farm life, memories, and this photo.
Photography by Sabra Bowers
Later, Miss Slater 
Love this Sabra. That image and poem immediately evoked powerful memories of my childhood and the sounds and smells to my papa & Uncle Jim’s farm.
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Thanks for letting me know, Christine. Glad we share childhood memories of living on a farm. A writing course I just finished has me remembering lots of times I often don’t remember. It feels good.
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We must talk farmlife. I never knew and this is beautiful. ❤️
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I enjoy farm talk.
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