<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Ted Russell]]></title><description><![CDATA[Ted Russell]]></description><link>https://1tedrussell.wixsite.com/tedrussell/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2026 03:11:00 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://1tedrussell.wixsite.com/tedrussell/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[      Hester and Sally]]></title><description><![CDATA[When we look across the valley one farm north we see the beautiful old barns of the Phelps farm which they called Valley Ridge. For the...]]></description><link>https://1tedrussell.wixsite.com/tedrussell/post/hester-and-sally</link><guid isPermaLink="false">619aad68668608001600c9e8</guid><category><![CDATA[Ted's Posts]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 05 Dec 2021 19:49:19 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/14b075_a079a71eec80459fb4a2f6e2f6c59ae7~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ted Russell</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Willow]]></title><description><![CDATA[dear Gramma, we passed by the church at Willow today and it was perfect like you, I thought. dear Gramma, we passed by the church at...]]></description><link>https://1tedrussell.wixsite.com/tedrussell/post/willow</link><guid isPermaLink="false">60d87d272fb40c0015e09e7c</guid><category><![CDATA[Sister Deb's Posts]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 27 Jun 2021 14:02:29 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/14b075_69f9c15b706748b0848a2b3b77f9dfd9~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_960,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Deb Russell</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Coming Home One -              Lemon Fair]]></title><description><![CDATA[First post in a four-part narrative. On a crisp November morning in 2005 I drove over Brandon Gap, the mountain pass that leads from our...]]></description><link>https://1tedrussell.wixsite.com/tedrussell/post/coming-home-one-lemon-fair</link><guid isPermaLink="false">60903b954d20970015450a67</guid><category><![CDATA[Ted's Posts]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 25 Jun 2021 04:00:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/14b075_9ff7a097d15949be87832053ed1b0305~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ted Russell</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Barber Ledge]]></title><description><![CDATA[More than you probably want to know about Adverse Possession and Prescriptive Easements, but with some human interest at the end. ––"In...]]></description><link>https://1tedrussell.wixsite.com/tedrussell/post/barber-ledge</link><guid isPermaLink="false">60cf6ce045bdc60016efdecf</guid><category><![CDATA[Ted's Posts]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jun 2021 17:08:05 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/14b075_e783b7bfe38e4d8cbd475581b798c3f6~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_640,h_359,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ted Russell</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[I Bequeath Myself to the Dirt        to Grow From the Grass I Love]]></title><description><![CDATA[When Sister Debby was battling cancer and it wasn’t going well she called me to her room one morning. She handed me a book open to a page...]]></description><link>https://1tedrussell.wixsite.com/tedrussell/post/i-bequeath-myself-to-the-dirt-to-grow-from-the-grass-i-love</link><guid isPermaLink="false">60c50776ded72900159abc0c</guid><category><![CDATA[Ted's Posts]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jun 2021 14:11:05 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/14b075_83ba24ff940e407ba1e1869528f7468c~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ted Russell</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[ Tobacco Tins, Summer Snoozes ]]></title><description><![CDATA[When I remember Kenneth Ketcham, I remember his horses. But for some reason, I always remember his cigarette tobacco in a can. I remember...]]></description><link>https://1tedrussell.wixsite.com/tedrussell/post/tobacco-tins-summer-snoozes</link><guid isPermaLink="false">60b4453f72477900150a11eb</guid><category><![CDATA[Ted's Posts]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 06 Jun 2021 13:00:44 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/14b075_eda57d76f6c948cc820667321607a018~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ted Russell</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[ The Seeds]]></title><description><![CDATA[the seed people keep following me their little packages spill out dry possibilities and I eye them, some round, some flat rolling in dark...]]></description><link>https://1tedrussell.wixsite.com/tedrussell/post/the-seeds</link><guid isPermaLink="false">60b3e8e9d3f59d00168ec35b</guid><category><![CDATA[Sister Deb's Posts]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 30 May 2021 20:00:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/14b075_2cdcd85dba3149508cc9f2142795e71e~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_630,h_965,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Deb Russell</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[ Coming Home 2 - Reservoir Walk]]></title><description><![CDATA[Second post in a four-part narrative. When I drove into the dooryard, I was immediately faced with another example of neighbors looking...]]></description><link>https://1tedrussell.wixsite.com/tedrussell/post/coming-home-2-reservoir-walk</link><guid isPermaLink="false">60903bdad22a8d0015e0223e</guid><category><![CDATA[Ted's Posts]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 01 May 2021 04:00:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/14b075_c64a0837ff3c4241b5c0fdf468b0c53a~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_745,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ted Russell</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[dear goddesses]]></title><description><![CDATA[dear goddesses, women of the night dear close, comforting ones dear soft as a blanket under which I hide dear sleeping soldiers stronger...]]></description><link>https://1tedrussell.wixsite.com/tedrussell/post/dear-goddesses</link><guid isPermaLink="false">609004096cb3b100154c0f00</guid><category><![CDATA[Sister Deb's Posts]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 01 May 2021 04:00:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/14b075_818524fe279f49d88473d6a1a2e56c51~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Deb Russell</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Coming Home Three - Black Pete ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Third post of a four-part narrative. Now I am back on the trail that leads to my cabin., I rode my first draft horse home on a late...]]></description><link>https://1tedrussell.wixsite.com/tedrussell/post/coming-home-three-black-pete</link><guid isPermaLink="false">60903dabf1ebe600152e250f</guid><category><![CDATA[Ted's Posts]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 30 Apr 2021 04:00:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/14b075_228da32f4c5a4af6a8923cfcaa9a71a2~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ted Russell</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[you are an eagle]]></title><description><![CDATA[you are an eagle, dressed like a dove. 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The trail brings me near...]]></description><link>https://1tedrussell.wixsite.com/tedrussell/post/coming-home-four-marge-thaws-the-water</link><guid isPermaLink="false">60903e684f30440015297ef3</guid><category><![CDATA[Ted's Posts]]></category><pubDate>Thu, 29 Apr 2021 04:00:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/14b075_e3e26c48c420419f8b8919110c9fa67d~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_960,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ted Russell</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>