Here we are at the end of another year so I guess it is time for some reflections […]
Sometimes I wonder why I even bother to vote for president in my State of Indiana. In my […]
No the title above does not mean that this is a tribute to The Sound Of Music. But […]
There is something about the innocence of newborns that are so appealing to us. This young heifer […]
Here is hoping you and your family have a peaceful and happy holidays. and Merry Christmas to all […]
For my weekly bio post I thought I would talk a little about my blogging processes in particular […]
“Time is money” is a well known phrase in the world today. If we expend time on behalf […]
Happy Winter Solstice to all you light deprived souls out there. Things will finally start getting brighter
I have been remiss to put out a gallery post of my visit to the Spirit of Vincennes […]
I am currently reading a book by Tom Friedman about the pace of change in our world today. […]
I love creative things. Who would have thought to put hundreds of different eggs into a box? Someone […]
It is supposed to get down below zero tonight here in Indiana and I think all my feathered […]
About this time last century quickly finding the horse and buggy business evaporating. They had been left behind […]
One of my hobbies (yeah I have many) is to take photos of group pictures from past generations I find in my travels and elsewhere. This one is from the Indiana Historical Society publication.
The right side middle picture was taken in 1916. I enjoy zooming in on these type pictures and trying to imagine what one person’s life in that group was like.
This five star post is purely visual in nature. It was just one of those minutes that usually goes […]
I know the image of an old person is generally not linked to a dreamer but that is just what I am. Many think old people are just supposed to “sit back and watch”, their dream days are behind them. To that I say poppycock…. 🙂
Dreaming is a lifelong process that never ends. My earliest dreams were to try to touch the sky. For some reason I have always been attracted to looking up. Even as a very young boy in the early 1950s I could be found lying in the grass on a summer night looking up at the stars and dreaming about them and what the future might hold for me.
I spent a couple of summers during high school as a farm hand. A lot of it was putting up hay but some was helping with the planting and harvesting. I hate to admit it but some of these antique tractors were the same models that I drove during those years.
Everything is being automated now. Even the tractors are beginning to be driven by GPS enabled robots. Less then 1% of us are now working the land. Its good to look back on the past to see where we have been. I enjoy the continuing tractor shows here in the Midwest.
If you have tried logging into RJsCorner this weekend you will likely find yourself confused. I am currently […]
A part of my “In Search Of America” journeys is about documenting the many different containers used in […]