We all cross the road. To get to the other side. Somehow, anyhow, keep moving.
Sky is Falling
Published by fred
Fred First holds masters degrees in Vertebrate Zoology and physical therapy, and has been a biology teacher and physical therapist by profession. He moved to southwest Virginia in 1975 and to Floyd County in 1997. He maintains a daily photo-blog, broadcasts essays on the Roanoke NPR station, and contributes regular columns for the Floyd Press and Roanoke's Star Sentinel. His two non-fiction books, Slow Road Home and his recent What We Hold in Our Hands, celebrate the riches that we possess in our families and communities, our natural bounty, social capital and Appalachian cultures old and new. He has served on the Jacksonville Center Board of Directors and is newly active in the Sustain Floyd organization. He lives in northeastern Floyd County on the headwaters of the Roanoke River. View more posts
They are so beautiful!! Love the colors.
I love it. They do make a sight to see!!
They may be going down to Chickenland, to have themselves some fun!!!!
Take care
Mark
When you are struggling against headwinds, it sometimes takes awhile to cross ….. take your time and try not to get mired in the shoulda, coulda, woulda stuff …..
The sky is indeed falling, but you will all be survivors. From Nate’s posts it sounds like he is doing pretty darn well. (Beautiful writing, too. Takes after his dad.)