The grounds where once cows gave their milk, stands a home and memoirs of a lady of silk. Flannery was a lady who showed how she felt, and spun a life I marvel, taking all she was dealt. I hope I can live as she did in some ways, to be more intentional and productive with days. What a treat it was to visit her home, as I crave inspiration on adventures I roam. I could feel her intention and eye for the good and even the fearful in her mind where I stood.
