Coming Up To Kuerner's House

For years after my first trip to Kuerner's farm in 1989, I felt like that magical time had passed for me. I got to meet the Kuerners and spend a bit of time on their beauitiful farm. That was amazing but that was that. Now when I look over these paintings from my visit in 2012, I feel so differently. I savored my time there and studied it with devotion and passion, ...now I feel like I am still there in my mind. I could walk this place blind folded, no question. The Kuerners are dear to me. I may not be to them ...a lot of people come and go, but I love them. Is there a word for when someone is always perfectly apropriately behaved. That is Mr. Kuerner. ...kind but not a push over, strong but gentle, polite but firm, colorful but never off color. I've been trying to find the word. He's perfect.

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