Last weekend was filled with wonderful memories. Wishing to relive my children's autumn excursions, the family traveled to the Virginia countryside. I was expecting to see fall through the eyes of my twenty-eight-month-old granddaughter.
Our first stop was Sky Meadow State Park's fall festival. Upon entering the park we followed the windy road to the top of the hill. We immediately went to the children's playground that was piled high with haystacks in the form of a little house. She enjoyed the peek-your-head through wooden signs and the farm trucks. Sierra gleefully played before scampering through the pumpkin field, then off to listen to the banjo player strumming his country tunes. The only sight that was not readily accepted by her were the hens that pranced freely around searching for dropped food.
Remembering our annual childhood apple and pumpkin picking trips, we drove to our second stop, Hollin Farm Orchard. The apple orchard was set in a slightly hilly area near the Blue Ridge Mountains. When reaching the top of the orchard, I looked out to the magnificent expanse while my granddaughter hung on to her little bag waiting to find the just-right apples to pick.
I am including the above image poem in the Poemtober/Inktober 2019, day 17 challenge.
The prompt is ornament.
The prompt is ornament.
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I am excited to announce the winner of Michelle Schaub's book, Finding Treasure, that I reviewed last week at the Last Stop of the Blog Tour. Congratulations Irene Latham!
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Join me at the ever joyful Jama Rattigan's blog site here where she hosts the
Poetry Friday Roundup for this week.
