Saturday, November 29, 2008

It Was Falbalous

I'm back from a whirlwind one-day visit with my brother at his home in "Falba." It was a great visit and included these experiences, among others:

  • Wandering around a neighbor's 150 acre spread in my brother's old Jeep CJ5
  • Wandering back roads near said 150 acres and visiting with another neighbor who was driving a 2005 Jeep Wrangler
  • Driving into Huntsville for money, food, and liquor
  • Driving my brother's old Ford F150 pickup around the 150 acres looking for the neighbor when the neighbor hadn't answered his cell phone for several hours
  • Meeting up with yet another neighbor on a 4-wheeler after finding the missing neighbor
  • Having an enormous mass of tacos with the 150 acre neighbor and neighbor's girlfriend
  • Starting the day today with coffee, a visit to the same neighbor, and a ride in neighbor's truck around his acreage's bottom land to look for wild hogs and a dead cow
  • A breakfast of fabulous bacon, fried eggs, and pico de gallo
  • Blue-skying and brainstorming things to do with the winnings of a huge lottery
  • Getting instructions on making venison stew and fried venison steak, complete with the frozen venison to go with it.
  • Learning about the work of a poet (Don Blanding) from the early to mid 20th century that my brother stumbled upon and liked.
  • Deciding I, too, like the poet's rhyming work, especially this poem:

    Epitaph

    Do not carve on stone or wood,
    "He was honest" or "He was good."
    Write in smoke on a passing breeze
    Seven words... and the words are these,
    Telling all that a volume could,
    "He lived, he laughed and... he understood."

1 comment:

bev said...

Sounds like you had a very good day.