I planned to spend this beautiful central Arkansas Sunday afternoon driving a few back roads in search of on old barn or abandoned house. I saw some photos a touring cyclists had taken along his route and it inspired me to try the challenge. Little did I know what adventure I was really going to have. Nope, I didn't get taken by backwoods bandits but it was being watched.
I took Hwy 107 out of my home base of Sherwood and headed north. It's a beautiful drive of hills, ridge lines and valleys. I spotted a road to turn toward Cabot and I remembered there was a couple roads off of that. This is my wife's dad's family farmland back in there. If you are from around central Arkansas or know the area, where yo take the Cabot exit and the Wal-Mart on one side and whatever is on the other? Yep, that was all their farmland at one time.
Anyway, I turned onto Sumner Cemetery road because I remembered that that's where my wife's grandparents were buried and since I was close I would pay my respects. I also knew there were barns on that road as well.
I got out and had forgotten how fascinated I was over all the very old grave markers. 1908 is a young one out there well at least towards the front. There are many from the 1800's and some are just a worn down spot of cement to mark the burial.
I spot my wife's grandparents place and walk over to straighten their flowers and I hear something making it's way towards me. It would take a few steps and stop. Take a few steps and stop. I really thought it was someone else paying respects so I turned to acknowledge them and lo and behold it's a pregnant billie goat! My fist thought was, "Oh Lord, please don't let that goat charge me and chase me around the grave yard. Yes, Lord, it would be a funny story but let's wait for another day. Please." Come to find out it was a sweet pet goat and just as calm and gentle as could be. I thought it was funny, I mean a goat ... in a grave yard... Together we walked around and looked at a few more grave markers and discussed "Billies graveyard maintenance methods."
Yes, it was just another typical day.
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