Thanks, Ron. That place burned down last year right before I left LA. I was so sad to see it go. It's this wonderful place in Santa Clarita where we used to take our daughter every year. They had a huge sunflower field with a trail in it. Kids from all over the valley would have a competition making scarecrows for the field. They called it Scarecrow Alley. They had a petting zoo, a graveyard, an old fire engine, and other stuff that was just so much fun. And they sold fresh produce there by the road. I had to evacuate for the fire, too, but our place was spared.
This inspired me to reflect on similar spots I have enjoyed. I got a poem out of it. The title is "Ramshackles". I posted it on my blog if you want to see. Off to see a Civil War National Park today, Tiffany works for the Park Service now, and wants to go see this park. Take care.
The Founding of Grandview Park
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On this date in 1928, Grandview Park was formally opened. The following is
a brief essay on how it came to be: ************ Grandview Park to 1930
What is ...
The OK mudra
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There is an opening into the dimension of the timeless awareness that is
the source of everything and in which we are all one. This opening or
keyhole is t...
South of Broad by Pat Conroy
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I’ve got one word for Pat Conroy’s latest novel, *South of Broad* —
overwrought.
After waiting 14 years for another book by one of my favorite authors and...
Writer, bookseller, and amateur photographer in the deep South. Elodie's poetry has appeared on Web del Sol's IBPC website and in the Hiss Quarterly. She won honorable mention in the Internet Board Poetry Competition at Web del Sol for her poem, "Cherry Grove" in July, 2007; and first place in November, 2007 for her poem, "Afterglow."
Her articles have appeared in the Magazine of Santa Clarita and Country Roads Magazine.
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I got a chuckle out of this first one. Great light, and the sign makes it.
Thanks, Ron. That place burned down last year right before I left LA. I was so sad to see it go. It's this wonderful place in Santa Clarita where we used to take our daughter every year. They had a huge sunflower field with a trail in it. Kids from all over the valley would have a competition making scarecrows for the field. They called it Scarecrow Alley. They had a petting zoo, a graveyard, an old fire engine, and other stuff that was just so much fun. And they sold fresh produce there by the road. I had to evacuate for the fire, too, but our place was spared.
This inspired me to reflect on similar spots I have enjoyed. I got a poem out of it. The title is "Ramshackles". I posted it on my blog if you want to see. Off to see a Civil War National Park today, Tiffany works for the Park Service now, and wants to go see this park. Take care.
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