And it just so happened that they were enrolled in the Macon County Arts Council Art in the Park, so they were able to make some homemade gifts for me in addition to the homemade cards they made:
Summertime harvests started coming in… INCLUDING the daffodils wild onions I planted everywhere.
And we found North Dakota to add to our “state rock” collection.
We met a Cherokee Indian storyteller at the summer library program, which fit in nicely with the Native American studies we completed this summer. After hearing the Cherokee story about “How the deer got its antlers,” Stephen kept raising his hand to ask him things like, “How did the frog get its legs? How did the elephant get its ears?”
And when Gary came home, we returned to the place that started it all, Burgess Falls. It was right here (in 2009) that Gary and I decided to follow our dreams of owning a farm in Tennessee.
