I was walking my dog today, on one of the first fully glorious days of spring. We walk to the river, head south along a levee, through a park, past several docks and a couple of hotels. We turn around when we get to Mom’s Bench.
In communities across the U.S.A. Folks celebrate Christmas in various ways. But a stranger tradition was never conveyed Than the Lighted Farm Implement Parade. It’s festive, it’s clever, it’s merry, it’s bright, It’s a rural event on a cold winter’s … Continued