A mile stone that is approximately 2,000 years old directs us to Shepard’s Field.
I caught my cousin trying to take my picture, Shepard’s Field in the background.
Bible Land Travel Journal -Shepard’s Field
Tag: travel
Poem: Destination Unknown
Destination Unknown
by June Nash
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New sights sounds and smells
Excitement exhales
From pores of being
Virtual freeing
Trips to the unknown
From rut into zone
Interests sated
Trip long awaited
Rekindles spirit
Gives journey merit
I’ve been on vacation. No access to the internet, so this post is a little late.
Even for retired folk, vacations can bring fresh perspectives and renewed spirit.
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Poem: The Trip
The Trip
Anxious
going far away
All packed
been since yesterday
Nervous
feels like I forgot
To pack
things I need a lot
Leaving
heading on my way
Relax
nothing more to say
June Nash
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Poem: Family Tree
Family Tree
Researching my family tree,
Finding wondrous discovery.
One cousin hung for steeling horse.
‘Nother became a judge of course.
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Meeting now, cousins still alive.
This part helping to feed my drive.
Scan documents from long ago,
This takes time, making progress slow.
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Pour through documents, read entries
Of history spanning centuries.
Learning of my ancestral kin,
Explains the giddy mood I’m in.
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Plan to travel, to see the land,
Where great uncle, for gold, once panned.
Next voyage, will be with eyes new,
Seeing places from which I grew.
June Nash
I have always had an interest in my family’s history, but only recently have taken the time to get actively involved. At this point, I am only gathering information that others have already dug up. I am meeting relatives I thought long lost to me. It is an exciting adventure. As I was scanning documents onto my computer I wrote this poem: Family Tree.
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Poem for Tourists
Hark All Tourists
Hark all tourists to lay of land!
Listen close, do as I command.
Blend into the culture, local,
Do not be out of town yokel.
Relax, ignore snags in program.
Sit back and smile, say ‘no problem’.
Be courteous to other mates.
Put yourself in hands of the fates.
Pack light, leaving home all those shoes.
Take heed, bring only things you’ll use.
Hark all tourist to what I say
And you’ll have a grand holiday!
June Nash
Took a trip to Stratford Ontario for the Shakespeare Festival. I stayed at a very nice B&B. In the bathroom the 10 commandments for tourists was posted. Reading this list inspired me to write the above poem.
