Norwegian Farmer’s Son…December 18th

December 18th…“WAS THERE A NAME FOR THE GROUP OF TREES THAT WRAPPED AROUND MOST OF YOUR FARM NEAR KIESTER, MINNESOTA?”

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A shelter of trees, called a “windbreak”, protected Elliott’s Minnesota farm on the west and north.

POEM – “Amongst Her Wooded Arms”   by N. Elliott Noorlun

Sheltered amongst, Her wooded arms,

Our windbreak took the brunt,

Of wind, sleet, snow and storm,

From every weather front.

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Resplendent in its Summer foliage, Elliott’s windbreak of trees was impressive.

As a mother’s strong will, To nurture, protect,

So did every strong tree from its rise,

Always there to give comfort, To our family,

No matter the storm or its size.

#304=Kiester home towards NW; October 1965
In the Fall, Elliott’s windbreak became giant flowers of yellow, brown and orange leaves.

Like two giant arms, Of many a wood,

A bulwark strong, Against dark hood,

Of clouded sky, In any clime,

Our home was sheltered, From the crime,

That nature’s wrath, Would often hurl,

While safely in, Our bed’s we’d curl.

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Just like a mother……

Just like a mother, And for our sake,

We gave God thanks, For our windbreak!

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The lush foliage of the Noorlun’s windbreak is behind this farm wagon being driven by Elliott’s father, Russell, along with his big brother, Lowell, and their mother, Clarice, to the right.

 

 

 

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