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Showing posts with label Ozarks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ozarks. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

A Rebel, A Country Girl and The Ozarks

We live in the foothills of the Ozarks nestled not far from White River between the base of the Boston Mountains along the Springfield Plateau at the foot of Salem Plateau.  It is a land of beauty, mountains, caves, massive timber, wild game and water.  It is our personal slice of heaven.

Today I tried my camera to bring the Boston Mountains closer from the highest part of our farm.  It was a clear sunny warm day after months of up and down and sideways weather.
My Rebel and I are still getting to know one another. 
Together we will improve. 
 Imagine the history in these mountains. 
My ancestors and I are blessed to be part of that history...
on both sides of the river.
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