A look at my life here in the beautiful Appalachian Mountains of Eastern Kentucky from our view right here on the River.
Friday, April 6, 2012
Sniffles and Sneezles
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Sweet Retreat
Is it any wonder then why I love my life here on the river. Here on the river, it's quiet. No jarring phones. No one else's problems. Just the chattering of the birds as you walk beneath the canopy of trees. Here on the river there are no court dates that have to be changed, no schedules to live and die by, no one pecking at you for something....always something. Here, time stands still. The world and the river move at a much slower pace. And here you have things you can count on. Like the old pear tree out back. Every year she blossums out right on time, and every year those juicy heavy pears ripen and wait for my husband's deft hand to serve them in a red wine reduction that will make you weak in the knees.
So when the last phone call has been made and the office has been locked up for the night--when the file cabinets have been shut and it's time to go home and live to fight another day, I head to my respite. I head home--to my life here on the river. As close to paradise as you can get on a daily basis. Come sit a spell with me on my deck and let's watch the world go by. Or at least all the "important" folks.
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Life On The River...
So I've decided to rename my blog here, from Home and Hearth to "Life On The River". I feel that name more aptly describes my home and my hearth. We live in the beautiful Appalachian mountains of Eastern Kentucky directly overlooking the river here. And for us right now, Life on the River is all about SPRINGTIME! Spring is bursting in full force here. It came early this year due to the extremely warm temperatures. In March, temperatures hit in the low to mid 90s. Yes, I said 90s. It's been averaging about 83 degrees here the past couple of weeks. So gone are the sweaters and the jackets and out have come the flip flop sandals and crop pants. So come feel the thick, soft carpet of grass on your bare feet and the feel the cool canopy shade of towering trees over your head. Look to your left and see the robin perched on a limb and the squirrel frozen for a moment on the grass before he scurries up a log. Here the gentle whiny of the horses as they graze. Look to your right as the late afternoon sun sparkles and dances on the water and flickers through the trees. This is my world. This is my home. This is my.... Life on the River. Welcome.
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