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Subject: Thanks Julie for bringing back memories

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Hillbilly

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Date Posted: 13:30:59 11/08/09 Sun
In reply to: JulPisacane 's message, "In Golden Meadows" on 12:03:41 11/08/09 Sun

A a young boy I, with brothers and cousins used the tall sage grass as hiding places and ambush spots. It was serious drama as we played cowboys and Indians. From time to time is was our hide and seek landscape where finding another was truly a challenge.

It was also one of the best places to find grasshoppers for our hooks as we prepared for the bream in the ponds close by.

More recently I have watched with quiet joy as my twin grand daughters play tag with their two twin goats out in the pasture where the golden sage grass reaches above their heads. To hear their innocent squeals of laughter brings such a wonderful break from the cares and dangers of the real world.

God has truly blessed me and for that I am grateful.

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Author: JulPisacane [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 17:09:04 11/08/09 Sun a few meadow memories that I can recall. But I am glad for the few I've been given. They were perfect days- the way I understood perfect back then ... Glad this one stirred up a few for you. God bless you always, Julie

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Hillbilly
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Date Posted: 15:50:38 11/09/09 Mon

had a meadow to play in as I did. You create your own worlds in a good meadow. Seemingly endless things to explore. Rabbits to scamper and dart here and there. Bob White quail rising with a startling thunder of noise as 12 to 20 beat their wings furiously as they rise out of perceived harms way. Meadowlark nests hidden in the clumps to be discovered and watch the little fuzzy chicks get completely still at your presence. A box turtle here and there. A maze of little animal trails to explore. On and on I could go and your wonderful poem brought these memories back to me.

One day possibly another gifted writer will write as you have and bring memories flooding back to Miriam and Tirza as to how much excitement, fun and adventure they used to have playing in the sage grass with the goats. Hunting lizards and frogs (yes Pop has introduced them to many of God's smaler creatures and they love them), catching bugs (especially lightning bugs at dusk) and chasing those colorful butterflies.

As I swiftly age I delight in their exuberant youth and the excitement they enjoy at Pop and Granny's.

Thank you again for those memories Julie. I know your poem wasn't written with all this in mind and adults look at fields and meadows differently than children but these memories and thoughts came back to me as I viewed the meadow through your words.

God bless