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A Warm Day In December
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Butterfly Hollow Farm ____ The Path Leading Us Here ____ How The Farm Got Its Name ____ Restoring the Old Farmhouse ____ Where The Beefalo Roam ____ Saddle Up The Horses ____ Saving Wilderness and Farm Land ____ Farm Journals ____ Sharing The Farm ____ Guest Book ____ Site Map ____ |
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(December 1996 Written By Sharon) My feet dangle over the side of the wooden deck as I absentmindedly stroke the cat with my big toe. I lean my head back so that the sun can warm my bare face. The sun is shining through the tall, leafless trees like a great big candy Red-hot. I have just finished hanging the clean clothes out to dry. The sheets are whipping around haphazardly on the clothes line in the breeze. I watch as a couple of brave, lucky squirrels scurry away with walnuts that are as big as their heads. Brave because the cat is eyeing them with some interest. Lucky because he is too lazy and warm to get up. The bird feeder, empty now by today's high winds, blows back and forth on the walnut tree's limb. Birds sing a cheerful song as they playfully dive in and out of a thicket of dried brush by the barn. The chimes hung from the covered porch are ringing a soft melody in unison with their chirps. In the distance the whinny of a horse brings an image of a large brown Bay grazing on the green hillside pasture. His mane is probably tasseled by the wind. I imagine he holds his head high to breath in the smells that are mingled in with the warm breeze. Cows are basking in the same warmth. Warmth that is unusual for Tennessee, just two days before Christmas. Having been fortunate enough to miss yet another Thanksgiving dinner, wild turkeys can be heard calling through the woods. A family of deer are busy licking the salt block placed on a nearby hillside. The sun is dropping his big warm head down behind a mountain. The breeze that warmed only moments ago has now turned to a nippy chill. I grab the clothes off the line and head for the house. As I turn around to take another look, I smile and wish you were here.
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Butterfly
Hollow
Gordonsville,
TN 38563