Driving home this week I saw a painted rock that I've seen at least a hundred times. The first time I noticed it I thought it was a cool thing to do with a rock. Then I didn't think about it, but it made me turn my head as I drove by.
Finally, the feature writer that was sleeping in my brain woke up. I'd been to the only store in Empire for lawnmower gas. When I drove by the rock, I thought to myself, "I wonder what the story is there?"
When I got home, I mentioned it to Jilda. She said, "You know his daughters, send one of them a note and ask if her dad would mind me shooting a picture of the rock.
I sent the note and within five minutes she'd responded. "He said he'd love to talk to you about the rock. He said if you're not busy, to come now."
I grabbed my camera and hopped in the truck. My intention was to get a picture and enough information for a cutline for the picture. I wound up talking to the gentleman over an hour. I think it will be a remarkable story.
I won't say much more until the story is published but I will post this one once it runs.
Until then, I'm posting a picture of one of our sunflowers from a few years ago. The ones we planted this year have not bloomed yet, but they are on the cusp.
Finally, the feature writer that was sleeping in my brain woke up. I'd been to the only store in Empire for lawnmower gas. When I drove by the rock, I thought to myself, "I wonder what the story is there?"
When I got home, I mentioned it to Jilda. She said, "You know his daughters, send one of them a note and ask if her dad would mind me shooting a picture of the rock.
I sent the note and within five minutes she'd responded. "He said he'd love to talk to you about the rock. He said if you're not busy, to come now."
I grabbed my camera and hopped in the truck. My intention was to get a picture and enough information for a cutline for the picture. I wound up talking to the gentleman over an hour. I think it will be a remarkable story.
I won't say much more until the story is published but I will post this one once it runs.
Until then, I'm posting a picture of one of our sunflowers from a few years ago. The ones we planted this year have not bloomed yet, but they are on the cusp.
A lot of local stories will be unearthed with you on the case at the newspaper!
ReplyDeleteAlphie
Everyone has a story - and I am very pleased you are bringing some of them to the world.
ReplyDeleteSorry I've been skipping blogs visits lately but my cup is overflowing with things to do. I'm looking forward to reading the story and seeing the painted rock. I painted a bunny on a rock that was shaped like a bunny and I use it as a door stop.
ReplyDeleteHugs, Julia
Sounds like a very interesting story for sure. I do love sunflowers and appreciate the picture...They make you feel sunny and bright just looking at them.
ReplyDeleteOK you had me again. I slowly scrolled down not to see the rock until I read the full post and BAM! A Sunflower! Cant wait to see the rock and story behind it. I have a sunflower growing right now at my kitchen window. It’s currently 5 feet tall and no flower. I watch it everyday.
ReplyDeleteLisa
Waiting for your story!!
ReplyDeleteI am now sitting on the edge of my chair waiting for the story of the rock. It has to be a good one.
ReplyDeleteSunflowers give me the creeps and I don't know why they just do, I look forward to reading about the painted rock
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