Path

I grew up playing on cow paths that the cows made as they walked from one field to the other. They walked in the same way each day and a well-worn path was created.  My brothers and sisters used to play “cowboys and Indians” using these paths and pretending they were roads. We have paths…

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Lost

I came home from Tennessee by way of Birmingham, Alabama yesterday and the road construction in downtown Birmingham was unbelievable. There were multiple bridges through the downtown area that were being taken down and replaced. We followed the detour signs and made it through what looked like a war zone in that area. It was…

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Holy Highway

I travel on the highway and back roads every day. I actually spend a lot of time “on the road”. I like finding new roads to go to a familiar destination – it’s called the scenic route. Thanks to my GPS, I’ve seen some cool places that I wouldn’t have ever seen except I took…

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Right Path

I remember growing up on a farm in Kentucky where we raised cows and also milked cows. When I was a kid, we milked 5 cows each day – morning and evening. The cows were creatures of habit. They had walking trails all across the hillside where they grazed on grass during the day. Each…

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The Path

  I grew up on a farm in the backwoods of Kentucky. We had cows for many years. We had a fence around our property and they were also able to run on my Pappy’s property too. They would graze on the grass. There were all these paths across the hillside. When we would call…

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