Weather Report from Eskeys Ridge... This morning I woke to a quiet house and the sound of one lone bird singing outside my bedroom window. Downstairs with the coffee brewing, I stepped out onto the porch and the soft dew of a summer morning bathed my skin in silky darkness. Somewhere in my heart a memory stirred so I sat in the swing, toed the porch and waited for it to come. My cousin, Jerry Adams, was the best banjo player I think Ive ever heard. He used to spend the night at Mama and Daddys and always brought his banjo because Daddy LOVED to hear him play. My bedroom was right beside the porch and one morning I woke to the sound of his banjo before dawn. That was a long time ago, my dearest dears. My beloved cousin passed over a year ago. Never again to hear those clear, strong notes come from his hands... But the sound lives in my hearts ear. Yesterday I said out loud to myself, I sure do miss Mama and Daddy. I do miss them but I miss all the rest, too. Living life does move us right along... thank God my memory is so very long. I love all yall and Ms. Summer says she might loosen her grip on us today. Shes starting to look a little tired and has that look in her eyes. Wouldnt surprise me if we dont have a thunder storm today... Blessings out to all yall. xoxo SK
Posted on: Sun, 24 Aug 2014 12:23:46 +0000
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