It's St. Patrick's day! Years ago my ancestors were immigrants. I can't imagine what a challenging and brave thing to do, to leave the life they knew to travel to a place they've never been and make a life they've never known. I'm impressed by all the adversity immigrants to new countries continue to overcome to seek out opportunities in a new home. I'm feeling depths of gratitude to my German and Irish predecessors for finding their way to the forests of Wisconsin.
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AuthorCreative enthusiast, gregarious naturalist, opinionated humanist, MBA, RYT 200. Amy Kay Czechowicz completed a poetry challenge for 2018 and 2020 by posting an original poem daily to this blog. She's did the first half of the year on Patreon and is finishing the year with her poems here! Search Poems
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