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Old Mule Farms - Graves, Ga.

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Harvest of Dust

A view from my back porch…

  Just like that harvest time rolls through the old farm bringing it closer to this years close. That time where  dust brings the scents of dug peanuts through the air. Cotton is ready to pick and hay is being cut in grand fashion. Maybe it really isn`t a end to harvest seeing how there are great things to come as time marches on. I think these things clearly shows that rising early taking a stand just moves us closer to our dream. What a year with all things considered which makes us stronger for the challenges that come around the bend just ahead………………..Dan 

A Mountain of Fog

A view from my back porch…

  Slowly I`m watching fog slithering through the old hollow this morning. Just like many times before it always comes in for some reason from the east making its exit just west of my back porch. There is a natural slopping hollow that runs along the middle side of the old farm. Naturally beautiful giving that graceful touch to all things country. With that said south Georgia is the best of the best, especially when its been home for a lifetime.

 Now before the fog disappears there will be time for one more cup of coffee then off to climb my kind of mountains as a modern day pioneer in the heart of the old south……………………..Dan

Beyond History

A view from my back porch…

  Its early here at the old farmhouse with a gentle rain making its way through the darkness. My work load today is about usual for this time of year. Just keeping the farm moving along as fall begins to make marks as it has for a lifetime in these woods. Beyond any of my fences a hurried worried world races in many directions where here my focus has carried me slowly down an incredible one lane road where history merges with new light every single day…………………..Dan

The Price of Time

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  In the following days before fall arrives our attention is turned to cutting hay. Stocking up hay storage that winter treat for our four legged farm workers has been part of my old farm for decades. The goal is simple to include additional hay to sell providing yet more staples keeping the homestead fires burning for months to come. As one chore leads to another success is measured one day at a time. That is why time is worth its weight during the hay days of the old south…………………………..Dan

Roots for another Day

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  As summer catches up to fall I`m finding myself working on some old farm buildings around here that time has worked on as well. Weather does take hold as years pass by making repairs a must on any working farm. So with that said I have been slowly residing my old feed and seed barn with rough cut pine that we milled right here on the farm. I`m just restoring it back to what I call the historical time making it fit for another hundred thousand miles of old mule use. Legacy, tradition, history, what ever you might call it, right here where time stands still has my name all over it. Preserving every day history is the only roots our future will have. So for generations to come preservation is a must not to mention the pride gained from another job accomplished the Old Mule way……………………………Dan

Summers End

A view from my back porch…

  Paddling around in summer rains compares none to standing in front of a winters fire. However yesterdays rain brought drink to the needs of fertile fields moving us closer towards summers end. So slowly we advance with a firm grip on life as we walk into today. Moving among the glistening moisture left behind, it to will be short lived against the remaining dog says of August. This is Dixie and there is nowhere else I`d rather be than in the land of cotton. With that said looking across today I believe tomorrow will be just fine……………………………….Dan

 

Next to Old

A view from my back porch…

  When I stand gazing out across the side yard of the old farmhouse it always brings pleasure to see the brightness of another great day on the farm. Timeless to say the lest, still where the clock has stopped, peaceful in simplicity, young to old eyes, all the while home to this thankful heart. The things that surround me each day are the things that most likely would not be noticed by others, then maybe if they had my view they might see things different from me. I say care should be taken by all to never underestimate the power of what lays before the next thing we see in life……………………….Dan 

Cool Waters

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  Along side of the old farm Wolf creek runs clear for this time of year bringing a refreshing hint of babbling cool to our southern summertime heat wave. Once a gathering place for many on a long Sunday afternoon, now hardly noticed in a day of busyness. That`s alright I`ll just keep the secrets of old all to myself as I find comfort in both what was and still is when you look for it……………Dan

Thankful Mornings

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  A sleepy still hovers in the morning air holding the slightest cool soon to be taken in exchange for another southern day on the farm. For now my porch finds this stillness rewarding as my days go by even faster than before. Life here has always been pleasantly busy for the most part, never pushy or hurried, just peaceful enjoyment in all things farm related. With a determined spirit and willing heart the course before the end will continue to be one of thankfulness among still riches in this our southern heritage…………………………..Dan

The Rest of the Best

A view from my back porch…

  I have always said that early to rise is the best when you want to see the rest. The rest of the best day starts early around here and never ends early for no reason. That brings the scope of now closer into view as I look out across the old farm this morning. That never ending sight of the first lights bouncing off of tree tops and hedge rows. Embraced by echoes of quietness sounding across the ageless lanes that make up my surrounding. Never questionable always honest and above all things pure. Sitting on the back porch I`d say morning time defines the rest of what comes in the early thoughts of another great day……………………….Dan

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