Tag Archives: country

Taking backroads


There’s a setting with pastoral tone.

Thomas Cole or Nicolas Poussin-

inspired country or rural paintings.

Awesome and warm, 

17th – 19th


Sometimes you may

drive on by, some

take these for 


When I can, 

I stop and study

as nature’s palette

is what captures

my heart.

 x  ❤  x

Thursday’s Doors ~ barn at the curve of the road


Not sure if you would find bales of hay,

straw or just farm equipment 

“behind the barn door.”

You may know local farms

have fields of soybeans

starting to show green.

This barn door may

also have a piece of

plywood leaning 

against it.

Here is a great link 

to Thursday’s Doors 

post founder,

Norm Frampton at:


Have fun seeking doors through

these internet bloggers’ links!



In the background of these two 

loving fowl, one a rooster

there is a Hawk,

kept in a place 

healing his wounds.

We wandered through

bird sanctuary to come across 

kissing couple content on their perch.

As we looked through the netting

into the brooding hawk’s cage 

we pondered his fate and

came to conclusion, as

the conservationist 

and preservation 



It is best to be

alive, peaceful 

and hopeful

as we view

our world.

Kissing rooster 

and partner seemed 

truly and happily paired.

Rather than a cockfight

maybe choose kindness and love.

Happy New Year, 2017!


(photo and thoughts 

~ reocochran)


This is a letter from a famous

person in answer to someone else.

“North Brooklin, Maine

30 March 1973

Dear Mr. Nadeau,

As long as there is one upright man,

as long as there is one compassionate 

woman, the contagion may spread and 

the scene is not desolate. Hope is the

thing that is left to us, in a bad time.

I shall get up Sunday morning and 

wind the clock, as a contribution to

order and steadfastness.

Sailors have an expression about the 

weather: they say the weather is a

great bluffer. I guess the same is true

of our human society — things can look 

dark, then a break shows in the clouds,

and all is changed, sometimes rather

suddenly. It is quite obvious that the 

human race has made a queer mess

of life on this planet. But as a people we

probably harbor seeds of goodness that

have lain for a long time waiting to

sprout when the conditions are right.

Man’s curiosity, his relentlessness, his 

inventiveness, his ingenuity have led

him into deep trouble. We can only hope

that these same traits will enable him

to claw his way out.

Hang on to your hat. 

Hang on to your hope.

And wind the clock,

For tomorrow is another day.


E.B. White”


(Author of Charlotte’s Web,

Stuart Little and co-author,

The Elements of Style.)

He died in 1985,

Words ring true 

For our new year.

The rooster and his wife


I think for fun,

Let’s shout and seek the sun!

x x x x x x x

I think it is number one,

Let’s choose silver knife and a bun!

x x x x x x x

New Year’s Day,

January One,

Year of the



Happy days consist of

Simple country ways,

Silver = prosperity, 

Bun was sweet 

with butter

on it.

(photo + poetry

~ reocochran)


Country scene outside city limits


As I left work, I noticed the sun

glowing in golden hues,

thinking of how this

would reflect upon

corn fields or 

woodsy areas

I headed out of town.

This is what captured my interest,

close proximity to a working farm.

Wondering why, as this barn aged,

that someone here within this

property, grandfather or 

son, didn’t think the

old gray, worn barn

wasn’t worth saving?

What’s close to you,

buildings, school or

shopping area which

is becoming “let go?”

Disheveled barns

can be found and

make interesting

photographs but

they have more

stories than

the new.


Signing off,



Sunset over county farmland



Who are you?

Who do you think

you are anyway?

When you live in the “county seat”

sometimes you consider

yourself a “city dweller.”

When you live side by side with

college students, the university

considers you a “townie.”

You may be a musician,

juggler, artist, or writer,

Jack of all trades,

technical or



or who

knows yet?

I like to think of

myself and my family

as “works in progress.”

Don’t the colors in this

scene just grab at you or

as they did me, “pulled on

my heartstrings and roots?”

If you have a short answer

“Who are you?”

Please feel free

to let us know.

You’re among friends!

This farmhouse is located on

Troy Road, heading North

out of Delaware, Ohio.

Across the street, my grandson,

Skyler and his cousin, Lara,

practice in the heat of

early summer evenings.

He plays middle

school football,

as she practices

her cheerleading.

Any outdoor activities

may also be a part of who

you are as fishing, biking,

boating and swimming

season is coming to

an end around here.

Photograph made

this blogger, Robin,

sentimental + nostalgic

for her babysitter, as

an elementary student,

who lived on a farm.