My grandparent's farm, Green County, KY
When my grandpa decided that he could no longer keep up my grandparent's second property, a 60+ woodland paradise in Central Kentucky, we were all devastated.
On our last Labor Day there, I took a kind of farewell journey through the woods with my camera, taking pictures of every magical thing I loved. It's the only time I've ever felt safe walking in the woods by myself...this was OUR land.
Most of what we called 'the farm' was really forest, with streams of water running through it, beautiful silent groves appearing in it from out of nowhere, and, in the morning, you could spot deer emerging from it through the window of the cabin.
But the previous owners of the property had inexplicably cleared an area in the middle of the forest, maybe to build a house...or a baseball field?
Regardless, it had its own beauty, and I took pictures of the field just as I had everything else.
Every time I hear 'Fields of Gold', I remember that last beautiful day.
'Fields of Gold'
Written by Sting
Performed by Eva Cassidy