Transported by Ballads

Remember, no Willow Creek Folk School this Friday night, 10 March, as Drs. Kelley & Isern are traveling to joyous family events. We'll be back in the Salon on Willow Creek next week, resuming programming on Friday 17 March. Take heart, friends, March cannot last forever.

I'm not sure I will be able to sleep tonight, as I am transported by the heartfelt folk poetry of Ole A. Olson, an immigrant raised on a Dakota Territory homestead, into whose papers I stumbled by accident this afternoon. How has this balladic voice lain forgotten all these years?

You, whose hand has never held a plow
Have missed the ecstasy of knowing how
Much frangrance is released from upturned earth
To which all plants that clothe and feed us owe their birth

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