seldom traveled
long, curvy, hard-packed dirt
road back home
© Freeda Baker Nichols
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seldom traveled
long, curvy, hard-packed dirt
road back home
© Freeda Baker Nichols
Freeda Baker Nichols 
reminds me of going back to my Grandma’s house…we called “the country”…
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You’re fortunate to have had your grandma to visit. Only one of my grandparents are in my memory, and even then she had taken up residence with my aunt, so I have no grandma’s house in my memory. However, I was born when my parents lived in the house with grandma. The road in this photo is the actual road back to my homeplace.
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Much that is touching in these few words. Love it!
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Thanks, Linda. So much nostalgia dripping from the pen!
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Fabulous poem, Freeda!
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Wonderful to see you back at your “desk”, Catherine. I’ve been missing you. I’m still trying to find out about your new blog.
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So am I lol. It’s getting there, Freeda. It doesn’t look right yet. I need to iron out a few things. Huge learning curve 😉
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Good luck with it. That would be a challenge for me. I know yours will be great.
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I agree with what Dot said. 🙂
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🙂 Very nice, Ginger. You and Dot make a number 1 team! Thanks.
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Another good pairing of words and image!
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Thanks, DJ. You people make my day with your feedback. Wonderful to stay in touch with blogging friends.
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Freeda, your poetry and your photography go together beautifully.
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Thank you! Nice to hear from you early this morning!
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