have helped herd cattle in the fields afar, and been herded down the city street by the bustling crowds. Counted stars in the open sky, andbeen mesmerized by countless neon signs . Listened to the tree frogs call, and heard the music spill from a lively jazz hall. Each is an awe-inspiring memory, but nothing compared to gazing into the eyes of a true country girl. Yee-haw!"
© August 23, 2012 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic