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Hunt Club Road Windmill

I can't help myself when it comes to old farms. I have to pull over my car and look. Explore. See. Feel. Remember. My fondest memories are working on my grandfather's farm. Some people feel as though they were born too late - I feel that way, too - I always wanted to be a farmer. Working the soil. Working with Mother Nature. Finding balance - naturally - in life.

We're coming around the stretch -- it's almost the weekend. Hang in there.

Listening to: Tight Rope - Leon Russell

Favorite Photo


Shade Out Standing in the Field Pondering Hunt Club Road Windmill Break Time Robert Endless