An English In Kentucky


















Monday February 8th 2012    Tim Candler



        Though I have not travelled with The Artist for quite a while, I suspect debate between the Artist and her global positioning system has lost some of it’s passion.  There is still argument and discussion, but many fewer threats, which makes for a far less entertaining in-vehicle atmosphere. I do suspect though The Artist’s interest in Creeping Grass is slighter than mine.

     The word “look!” was called several times around Montgomery. And indeed I did see what I believed to be Creeping Grass in its natural state. A completely brown glade amongst trees.  The grass had that sort of fluffiness which I recognized from home as a wintering Creeping Grass that had not been mowed. But “look!” was either a palm like tree or what looks like a tree pox that the Artist calls Spanish Moss



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