Fence Row
At a glance the old farm fence is overgrown and unkempt. Nearly unrecognizable now, its usefulness seems to have ebbed away with the passing years. Or has it?
In her poem The Fence Row, author Lydia Finch Johnston invites readers to linger a bit in the magnificence of nature, wherever it is found, and to reflect on the simple truth that despite appearances, when left undisturbed, our natural world ...
At a glance the old farm fence is overgrown and unkempt. Nearly unrecognizable now, its usefulness seems to have ebbed away with the passing years. Or has it?
In her poem The Fence Row, author Lydia Finch Johnston invites readers to linger a bit in the magnificence of nature, wherever it is found, and to reflect on the simple truth that despite appearances, when left undisturbed, our natural world ...
