Add two well-behaved dogs, one older lady, and it's the perfect combination to walk down a country lane in a glorious setting.
Now, the thing is, I'm NOT a dog person....but these dogs were just so good; and it was so pleasant to have their companionship.
As the dogs wandered off into the woods a little, I recalled over and over the fantastic book by Wilson Rawls, "Where the Red Fern Grows."
I vividly remember reading the chapter where the beloved dogs die...my children and I were sitting on the couch (and it seems like some neighbor kids were there also), but I was so choked up over the tragedy unfolding on the pages, that I couldn't read any more. I recall handing the book over to Jenni for her to read the heroic end of Old Dan and Little Ann.
It was a powerful book and the memories of reading it with my children came flooding back as Jordan's two dogs and I walked down the country lane. I envisioned the setting in Kentucky very similar to these woods in Virginia...I could just picture Billy and his coon hounds running gleefully through the woods...what a way to spend a childhood!
And, so it was on this gorgeous September morning in Virginia; my spirit soared at the azure sky, the tall green trees, the serenity, the beauty of God's magnificent earth, and the work done by Jordan and Janna to tame it all!
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| Bobby and Jordan cleared a path along this little stream that runs through the property. A lot of work, for sure. In fact, the entire place takes A LOT of work, so it keeps Jordan and Janna very busy! |
5 comments:
I enjoyed your words a lot, and I'm glad you have such sensitivity and appreciation of this beauty. I also thought about the power of well written books and how one thing reminds us of another. Also, all of your reading from month to month has been a good influence on your own ability to write well.
Hey, I didn't write the above... Allen did!
Lovely, lovely. I am so glad you're there, and I, too, love a good walk down a forest lane. So wonderful. Justin remembers you reading Where the Red Fern grows quite clearly. I am nervous to read it to our kids because I know it's so sad. But we will, someday.
Lovely, lovely. I am so glad you're there, and I, too, love a good walk down a forest lane. So wonderful. Justin remembers you reading Where the Red Fern grows quite clearly. I am nervous to read it to our kids because I know it's so sad. But we will, someday.
Mom this was very sweet- I remember you reading it too. And James ad the giant peach, and all the Great Brains, and The Best Christmas pageant, and many more. You're way cool LGH.
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