Showing posts with label echo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label echo. Show all posts

Sunday, June 11, 2017

2017 June 10, Saturday, Sacred Indian Stone Wall Florence, Alabama Guide Tom Hendrix son

My sister, dad, and great-niece attended the Dennis family reunion at Walnut Grove Fire Department where we enjoyed a delicious fish meal.
On our way home, we decided to stop and visit Tom Hendrix's Wall.
Tom built this rock wall(which took over 30 years) in honor of his great great grandmother who was one of many Indians that walked the TRAIL OF TEARS.

I let my dad and sister out at the entrance(my dad is ninety years old and cannot walk very far without his walker) and parked the van.
Dad walked a short piece and sat down on one of the benches.
My sister, great-niece, and I walked the length of both sides.
Dad had walked back up front and was waiting for us sitting on his walker.

Dad told Tom's son that he had visited the wall many years before and that he knew Tom.
There was a group of people when we arrived and a couple of people on motorcycles when we left.
Rock Faces 
Tree Roots 
Tom would be glad to know that the Legend will never Fade as long as people want to see and hear the story of why he built the wall for Te-lah-nay.
stopping for a picture
Tom's Wall 
Sister and great-niece
Tom's Wall 
Tom's Wall 
Tom's Wall

I was amazed by how cool it was walking among the rock.
An amazing place, representing many souls, an echo, and a longing for home!




Wednesday, November 12, 2014

The Christmas TreeπŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸ»πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸ»

Snowing is falling all around
Silently it hits the ground.

All the trees are
Heavy with snow

Christmas is coming
So, up the hill, we must go.

In the distance, I spy my tree
While others are sayings, please pick me.

The tree makes an Echo sound,
As it falls to the ground.

Carefully wrapped in rope
As I pull it down the slope.

Atop my car, it does ride
Until I can put it safely inside.

Not too, close to the fireplace it
will reside.

Santa will be surprised
And will scream with delight

As down the chimney, he comes
No longer, cover in white.

The tree how it will sparkle and shine
As Santa leaves all those
πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸ»πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸ»
Presents of mine.

Santa climbs into his sleigh
As he disappears into the night

I heard him exclaim
Merry Christmas
To all
Your Christmas Tree
πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸ»πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸ»

Was out of sight!!!!!

2024 Apr 27, Car & Tractor Show, Tee-Ball Game, Art Museum and Sisters

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