This post from a friend’s blog speaks for itself!
Above 50 years ago my family lived on a poor farm in Western Oklahoma. Back then we farmed some row crops but most of the land was in grass and we always ran several stock cows as well as dairy cows. Our house and barns were all located along a low lying creek area that was a tributary to Sadler Creek. The terrain of the land rose quite quickly as you went North from the creek back into the farm. A little over a quarter of mile North of the creek the land peaked out to a high hill that had some sparse clumps of grass but was mostly an outcropping of sandstone rock.
At the end of the day after chores were done I would often walk the narrow cow path up to the top of this hill and sit down to take in the beautiful view of the…
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