Although times have not been the best of late, I have also experienced some of the best of times.
Recently the most wonderful man invited me to spend some time with him in his Kentucky. It was a happy haven after such sadness filled my life. It was a most welcomed retreat from a harsh world. Although it did not assuage my anguish, it did offer a comfort far better than any I could have imagined.
My journey took me to many different places. Some of which included some old forts. These forts were awesome in comparison to the small one in my very own hometown. They were built to recreate those that stood in the vicinity so long ago. What a grand site it was to look upon them in their noble glory. Standing tall to offer some homage to those that fought and died to keep these precious lands. With a backdrop of lush green forestry these forts were indeed a glimpse into the history of our United States.
My wonderful tour guide then took me into some of the most serene country. A view of some land he is hoping to purchase reminded me of a dream I once had. Running up some long country road through rolling green fields. It was Beautiful!!
A nice jaunt through the peaceful Amish community was an almost intoxicating follow-up. I had never been through Amish country before so imagine my surprise when I saw them with their horse and carts, waving as we drove by. If it were not for an empty gas tank, I would have loved to have spent more time there, perhaps even purchasing some of their goods and such. Oh how nice it might be to live such a life free of many of the worlds economic pains. They do for themselves, self sufficient, and so very admirable in doing so. Oh how lovely it would have been to explore more of the grace and dignity of those humble surroundings.
Once we stopped and got some gas, my awe-inspiring tour guide swept me away for some more lush green scenery and a stop at the Shaker Village. I was so very disappointed that the rain came before I had a chance to walk through it. My Guide gave me the best driving tour though. He told me the history of the place, showed me where he worked for a time and gave me information about the place. After an amazing storm that didn’t even seem to scare me, he drove me to a local meeting spot. He introduced me to some very nice people and we ate some catfish that was delicious…
On to Louisville….
Churchill Downs…
But that is for another blog…