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My son took my tiki bar out of my yard, I got around 40 sq feet more in the yard, Im thrilled.

brent, you have a state in your front yard with wild mustangs roaming eating your lawn.
The only thing I have wild in my front yard is my neighbors noisy 6 y/os, but they usually dont eat the grass.
 
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William Herschell said it best, right Steve?

AIN'T GOD GOOD TO INDIANA?
By William Herschell
Legendary Indiana Journalist

Ain't God good to Indiana?
Folks, a feller never knows
Just how close he is to Eden
Till, sometime, he ups an' goes
Seekin' fairer, greener pastures
Than he has right here at home,
Where there's sunshine in the clover
An' honey in th' comb;
Where the ripples on th' river
Kinda chuckles as they flow--
Ain't God good to Indiana?
Ain't He, fellers? Ain't He, though?

"Ain't God good to Indiana?
Seems to me He has a way
Gittin' me all outta humor
Just to see how long I'll stay
When I git th' gypsy feelin'
That I'd like to find a spot
Where th' clouds ain't quite so restless,
Or th' sun don't shine so hot.
But, I don't git far, I'll tell you,
Till I'm whisperin' soft an' low:
Ain't God good to Indiana?
Ain't He, fellers? Ain't He, though?

"Ain't God good to Indiana?
Other spots may look as fair,
But they lack th' soothin' somethin'
In th' Hoosier sky and air.
They don't have that snug-up feelin'
Like a mother gives a child;
They don't soothe you, soul an' body,
With their breezes soft an' mild.
They don't know th' joys of Heaven
Have their birthplace here below;
Ain't God good to Indiana?
Ain't He, fellers? Ain't He, though?
 
AIN'T GOD GOOD TO INDIANA?
By William Herschell
Legendary Indiana Journalist

Ain't God good to Indiana?
Folks, a feller never knows
Just how close he is to Eden
Till, sometime, he ups an' goes
Seekin' fairer, greener pastures
Than he has right here at home,
Where there's sunshine in the clover
An' honey in th' comb;
Where the ripples on th' river
Kinda chuckles as they flow--
Ain't God good to Indiana?
Ain't He, fellers? Ain't He, though?

"Ain't God good to Indiana?
Seems to me He has a way
Gittin' me all outta humor
Just to see how long I'll stay
When I git th' gypsy feelin'
That I'd like to find a spot
Where th' clouds ain't quite so restless,
Or th' sun don't shine so hot.
But, I don't git far, I'll tell you,
Till I'm whisperin' soft an' low:
Ain't God good to Indiana?
Ain't He, fellers? Ain't He, though?

"Ain't God good to Indiana?
Other spots may look as fair,
But they lack th' soothin' somethin'
In th' Hoosier sky and air.
They don't have that snug-up feelin'
Like a mother gives a child;
They don't soothe you, soul an' body,
With their breezes soft an' mild.
They don't know th' joys of Heaven
Have their birthplace here below;
Ain't God good to Indiana?
Ain't He, fellers? Ain't He, though?


Ron that sure is a lovely poem. Sounds just like some Cowboy poetry.:thumb:
Thanks for sharing that.


Steve I am GREEN with envy. You sure are living in paradise.:)
 
I'm glad you enjoyed it Rob. I hoped someone would.

William Herschell (1873 - 1939) was born in Spencer, Indiana, and lived in the southwest part of the state for the majority of his life. He wrote for the Indianapolis News for a large part of his adult life and resided in Indiana until his death. He led a life and career inspired by his fondness and deep appreciation of the land and people of Indiana. His poems reflect a true delight in being a lifelong, devoted Hoosier who discovered his inner youth and joy through writing of his deep, spiritual connection with the environment of his homeland, Indiana.
 
Driveway is 1/4 mile. Would have loved to seen Larrys face when we started down it.

It is a pretty nice place to live and raise a couple kids.

well it didnt bother me, if anything i was envious steve but the other half thought we made a wrong turn:) till we saw the barn.
dave he is,, and he eats them vermin turkey for breakfast:)
 
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