MY #1 SPECIAL "FARM SCENE" MEMORY!

     A lady at the Burg Grocery had just purchased two bags of potting soil the other day and then mentioned that there was nothing better than getting her hands in that dirt! Maybe second best I thought to myself.

     When I was a young boy, I can vividly recall a lane or path that led from the enclosed barn-yard area out to a field just west then north of that area. From the constant pressure of tractor, wagon, and various farm machinery on that lane, it always had a very soft dirt build-up.

      After a spring or summer rain, it was always a pleasure to walk that lane bare foot and feel the pure soil squeeze gently between my toes. I think of those moments often!