Wednesday Wordless Wanderer

I’m staring out the window again, sports fans. I think I done lost my mojo for good this time. I’ve reached that dreaded blogger cross-roads where, looking in all possible directions, I’ve already been down that road before.

In such situations, one logically resorts to their image archives. And such is the case today. The usual outcome of this image search is a string of words that stream out of the image.

In this case, I’ll just let you stream your own words about this one-of-a-kind compositions from Chez First. I think I’ll get dressed and wander aimlessly outside–instead of inside–for a while. You get busy telling the story behind this permanent bit of plush that lives with us on Goose Creek.

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Fred First holds masters degrees in Vertebrate Zoology and physical therapy, and has been a biology teacher and physical therapist by profession. He moved to southwest Virginia in 1975 and to Floyd County in 1997. He maintains a daily photo-blog, broadcasts essays on the Roanoke NPR station, and contributes regular columns for the Floyd Press and Roanoke's Star Sentinel. His two non-fiction books, Slow Road Home and his recent What We Hold in Our Hands, celebrate the riches that we possess in our families and communities, our natural bounty, social capital and Appalachian cultures old and new. He has served on the Jacksonville Center Board of Directors and is newly active in the Sustain Floyd organization. He lives in northeastern Floyd County on the headwaters of the Roanoke River.

2 thoughts on “Wednesday Wordless Wanderer”

  1. I always wanted knotty pine walls, at least in my dining room. I covet yours. The pen and ink drawing is beautiful, too. BTW, how big is that chicken?

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