Saturday, October 3, 2009
Once upon a time in a land far away,
Lived a beautiful old barn on the Chesapeake Bay.
This barn was majestic; it sat on a throne
Perched on Waverly Lane--Queens Creek was its home.
The silo behind it stood tall and stood proud,
With height so impressive, it spoke to the clouds.
Though no longer used to store treasures from farming
The silo still managed to look very charming.
One day when a girl went to visit the barn,
She stopped dead in her tracks-the silo was gone!
While struggling to understand what could have happened,
Her mother explained that she was worried a piece of the old silo would fall and hit her on the head while she was tending to her garden (which isn't even beneath the silo). Since workers were already on the property with excavators, bulldozers and armored tanks to put the riprap around the shoreline, her parents instructed them to tear down the majestic silo.
Chesapeake Bay Woman felt like she'd been kicked in the gut. She loved that silo.
p.s. Foster Faulkner Funeral Home is handling the arrangements. Expressions of sympathy may be made by running out right now to photograph something you adore, because you never know when parents will have bulldozers and excavators at their beck and call. Services will be private.
p.s.s.t. If you click on the photo, you can see the details of the silo even better. Australian Annie is excused from this exercise if it takes more than two seconds for the photo to load.
Have a great Saturday. Remember the silos.