After an early morning of watering my few plants at the bottom of my garden I headed up the hill. This hill is in the center of my land, which gives me a view of the area around me. The beauty from this hill is beyond words, it just makes me know that a great great energy /artist exsists. As I crested the hill my eyes beheld a white – tailed deer feeding. I stopped, tried to get my camera from my backpack .The deer must have picked up my scent or the rustling of me getting my camera .The deer bounded off down the other side of the mountain towards the river. From now on I am traveling with my camera in hand.
MY HERITAGE CONNECTION
I am the proud Great great great granddaughter of the Slave Yaya and Great great great grandniece of Nanny. I AM also the proud Great great, great granddaughter and niece of the Morgan brothers who destroyed Henry Morgan plantation and escaped to Accompong town. A few...
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