tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228749668502610920.post2079080040722455081..comments2023-06-09T05:47:05.584-05:00Comments on Wishful Acres Farm blog: Meet Ben the BulldogWishful Acres Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09117884380360587808noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228749668502610920.post-27455393730858624472011-02-23T12:38:18.975-06:002011-02-23T12:38:18.975-06:00Oh gosh, he's adorable! Miss you!Oh gosh, he's adorable! Miss you!Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05145855756986253836noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228749668502610920.post-62728775985810986972011-02-16T22:06:03.886-06:002011-02-16T22:06:03.886-06:00So cute! I hope he keeps away the raccoons for you...So cute! I hope he keeps away the raccoons for you :-)Barbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11100579796650378775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228749668502610920.post-85383192551185249012011-02-16T08:25:04.027-06:002011-02-16T08:25:04.027-06:00Ben is adorable! Congrats on the new puppy and the...Ben is adorable! Congrats on the new puppy and the new-to-you farmhouse.Karennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228749668502610920.post-90171315595751521202011-02-14T20:47:49.654-06:002011-02-14T20:47:49.654-06:00Oh, he is adorable! Of course, at this point, he ...Oh, he is adorable! Of course, at this point, he would probably to play with the raccoons. <br />JudyJudy Thttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01121300109427407095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228749668502610920.post-19720439369289142642011-02-14T19:22:55.141-06:002011-02-14T19:22:55.141-06:00Hey Ben, here's where I've been.
SEMINARY...Hey Ben, here's where I've been.<br /><br />SEMINARY HILL<br />There was a hill top<br />where I used to see,<br />all of my life's possibilities in front of me.<br />Four decades later,<br />I returned to see<br />that none of it, would ever be.<br /><br />The Delaware River meanders gracefully down to the sea by journeying through the magnificently forested hills of The Catskills Mountains first. A lonesome train track follows it's meanderings, also heading south to the sea. I was 14 years old when I first climbed Seminary Hill and saw this splendid sight.<br /><br />There was a 30-foot statue of Jesus Christ on a cross high up on Seminary Hill. The image was ghostly against blackening skies, even more so during lightning storms. The Castle-like Seminary was spread out over the level acreage at the bottom of The Hill.<br /><br />Below the Seminary, lies the Town Of Callicoon and The Delaware River. I went way out of my way on a sunny day, about 6 or 7 years ago, to return to Seminary Hill, but I never anticipated the subsequent flood of emotions that resulted from looking down that river valley... and all of those years... again.<br /><br />Quite accidentally, not long after my return to Seminary Hill, a former seminarian from my class was put in touch with me, and even though we were once very close friends, I couldn't place him when we met again. He had none of the looks, characteristics, or mannerisms of the person that I once knew. He was kind enough to bring me up to date regarding fellow mates and such, but as he talked, I looked into his unfamiliar eyes and felt like I was back up on Seminary Hill, again... searching for the guy that I once knew.The Spiritual Hobohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06187725786199179735noreply@blogger.com