Folks...I live off a pot-holed pavement farm-road, which then - TopicsExpress



          

Folks...I live off a pot-holed pavement farm-road, which then turns into a dusty gravel road which winds like a drunken snake into sharp turns and steep curves for a lonnnng ways, until the gravel ends, then a spaced pine-tree-lined dirt lane leads to my humble abode, which is enclosed by a solid wall of green bushes, vines, trees on three sides. A dirt-trail wanders on past my house down to a shallow creek where perch, goggle-eyes, and gar-fish leisurely swim til the cows come home...Aint no cows down there...In these dense, thick woodlands, in the dark of night, possums & coons & wild coyotes prowl to their hearts content. Lightning-Bugs sparkle like Christmas lights over-head and limb-perched Owls question Whoooooo....and night-crickets chirp and night-birds sing songs that Ive never heard of...probly some of them Rap-Songs I do SO dislike...Need I say...I live NEAR Jigger, Louisiana...Gods Country !!
Posted on: Sun, 25 May 2014 19:39:11 +0000

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