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Extol’s Explorer JD Dotson found a treasure trove of unique items and art in Floyds Knobs and Georgetown

By JD Dotson

There is only one thing better than exploring places I’ve never been and that is discovering treasures in my own backyard. Recently, I found two very different but equally enthralling decor and gift shops – one in Floyds Knobs and the other in Georgetown – that make me want to do a bit of redecorating at home.

The Nest

4781 Paoli Pike

Suite 5

Floyds Knobs


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The Nest in Floyds Knobs is a carefully-curated consignment store with a range of furniture and decor from antique to modern. Each section of the store is set up as a well-appointed vignette, giving subtle suggestions of what lamp to pair with a loveseat, and what accessories could complement the look of the room. Every inch of the place is well designed by owner Martha Pfau. Walls are covered in art and stained glass, and the cabinets and shelves are full of colorful, unique items. It is a bargain hunter’s dream; well-priced, one-of-a-kind items fill the space. Of course, inventory is always changing and the unique pieces come and go, but I picked out a few of my favorites.


The little Japanese shelf sitters, rice paper frame and decorative fleur-de-lis plate complement each other so well. There is a story there somewhere of travels to far-off lands and thoughts of bringing a bit of the world home.

Figures, $14

Frame, $16

Plate, $24


The stained-glass pieces at The Nest are so beautifully crafted in traditional designs and bright colors, and range in sizes and shapes. This particular piece is a large rectangular 44-inch by 24-inch. I was drawn to the repeating fleur-de-lis pattern and the varying shades of blue against the smoky tan was really striking.

Stained Glass, $320


The square and rectangular dishes caught my eye, the bright colors and pattern would liven up any table and I could leave my usual black dishes in the cabinet. Something about this table service for four makes me want to have a big Italian dinner party, not because the pattern is particularly Italian, but I do make a mean Bolognese. As a side note, my husband Jon really dug the modern, yellow bread box, which had me asking if people really keep bread in a box? But he loved it, and I included it for him.

Ceramic Table Service for Four, $98

Bread Box, $12


The Nest carries a line of printed canvas tote bags and tablet cases with grommets and patches and inspirational sayings that make me want to be a more responsible iPad owner and quit just shoving it naked into my backpack.

Tablet Case, $35

A Room Full of Joy

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Just up the road in Georgetown, very close to where I grew up, is a place that truly lives up to its name. A Room Full of Joy is exactly what its name implies. As soon as you walk in, you are enveloped in lights and sights and smells and the overwhelming urge to explore every inch of this place. The boutique currently has 13 local vendors – each with a section of the space – but it is so much more than a shop. Owner Joy Burden Simon has designed a site that also houses a space for community events and classes. The day we visited, an essential oils class was taking place in a space that has hosted neighborhood bunco games, jewelry-making classes and keto diet information seminars. There were so many handcrafted things that I loved about A Room Full of Joy, including candles, candy, soaps and jewelry, but here are a few of my absolute favorites.

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Just inside the door is a handmade sign for Ruff Stuff. In this case, the name implies something completely different. C.J. Owen’s found objects may have started out “ruff” but are put together so expertly as lamps, sconces, chandeliers and furniture that they are the exact opposite of rough. I am always enamored by anyone who can take an old item and transform its purpose. Ruff Stuff completely blew me away with nearly everything in the booth. The chandelier from a yoke and old Ball jars is beautiful, especially paired with the mule collar lamp and hanging over the upcycled crate island with the utensil handles. It is an amazing skill to turn antiquated objects into modern functional pieces.

Mule Collar Lamp, $150

Yoke Chandelier, $250

Kitchen Island, $150


Vicky’s Country Creations has one of my favorite activities – but on a huge scale. Yahtzee has been turned into Yardzee. Huge dice in a giant bucket has taken my favorite table game to the backyard. The bucket comes with score cards and instructions on Farkle (Yarkle) and Cootie as well.

Yardzee/Yarkle, $30


Another example of an artist reimagining an object’s purpose is Janice Glotzbach. Janice uses utensils, fishing lures and other everyday objects and transforms their function into beautiful, wearable art with the help of wire and beads. My favorite piece stood out instantly but really surprised me when I realized I was looking at a manipulated and bedazzled fork. The former eating utensil had been cut, curled and beaded, taken off the table and ready to be worn around the neck.

Fork Necklace, $18



Floyds Knobs Field Trip

By JD Dotson

The mid-March day was mild in

temperature but gray and drizzling

early. My husband and I wanted to have

a good day together, lunch and time

spent outside, maybe coffee and share

a dessert later, but decided to just

grab a bite as the weather was against

us. Today would definitely be a day of

pleasant surprises.

aWe started our day with lunch at Sam’s Tavern

at Highlander Point. We’ve been to Sam’s in the

past and have always enjoyed our meals there, but

today I wondered what I could find to eat. Summer

is coming, so I am being careful with my diet, and

I am always looking for a healthy option. Sam’s has

a pretty great lunch menu with $8 and $9 options

as well as the full restaurant menu. Mostly filled

with salads and sandwiches, the lunch menu had

a variety of options to pick from, including fried

fish and clams with French fries and broiled lemon

pepper cod with rice and broccoli. As much as I love

a fried anything, I chose the chopped kale salad

with salmon. My other half went with a light lunch

of pot roast and mashed potatoes with a cup of the

most delicious broccoli cheddar soup I’ve had in

a long time. My salad was really beautiful, and if

I wasn’t writing about it for this story, I would’ve

taken a picture of it anyway. Topped with carrots,

purple cabbage, red onion, edamame, sunflower

seeds, cashews, blueberries and dried cranberries

with kale, I opted for blackened salmon and finished

it off with balsamic vinaigrette. This was a huge

salad with just the right proportion of everything

on it and plenty left over to take home for later.

What a great surprise finding so many healthy

options. Jonny loved his pot roast as well. The

lunch menu is available 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. Monday

through Saturday. We had a great lunch, fantastic

service and noted on the way out that Sam’s has

a pet-friendly front porch. Our pups are coming

along on the next trip.

Sam’s Tavern

702 Highlander Point Drive

Floyds Knobs



bThe drizzle had fizzled by the time lunch was

done, so we headed up to the Mount St Francis.

It has been a few years since I had been there,

so I was looking forward to walking the grounds

and paths. I was worried about the gray day and

the lack of color in the woods, just a few weeks

shy of trees blooming, but again was surprised

after getting out of the car and being greeted by

vibrant, yellow Easter lilies and beautiful, dusty

pink Lenten roses. The Cordelier Park Stations of

the Cross and Grotto path right off the parking lot

was sprinkled with the yellow lilies standing out

amongst the gray and brown. Along the path to the

stations of the cross were charming, flat tableau

sculptures done by school children cast in bronze,

and the stations were marked with large wooden

signs, bridges and statues of St Francis of Assisi.

Just off the stations’ path and down in a gulley,

we come across a beautiful sight of a reclining St.

Francis, sandals a few feet away, gazing at a spring.

The bronze statue by Guy Tedesco is surrounded

by lilies and, despite the sound of traffic on the

road across the hill, gives this feeling of quiet and

peace and contemplation. After a few moments

of reflection, we head back toward the parking

lot to take Peggy’s Path. Paved and winding, the

trail leads down to the lake with decks and docks

reaching over the water, a huge fire pit and shelter

house, and rows of canoes. The lake and path

were quiet today, though the water was like glass.

Behind us, the buildings and field looked like a

Wyeth painting, the wind moving the yellow grass

and the buildings off in the distance. We made

our way back toward the main campus, peeked

in the windows of the ceramics studio and Mary

Anderson Center, which offers pottery classes on

Mondays and Wednesdays, and headed to the car.

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Mt St Francis


cWe deserved a bit of a treat after all that walking,

and even though I am trying to watch what I eat, I

like to make deals with myself. I just walked a couple

of hilly miles, and I ate really good at lunch, so if

I share something sweet it doesn’t really count –

right? We found Hob Knob Coffee at the bottom of

the hill and ordered in-house roasted coffees and

a delicious cheese Danish. The place was homey,

and the huge coffee grinder is an impressive piece

of machinery. The owners were super friendly, and

our coffees were perfectly brewed. Both were a

great caffeinated and sugar-high ending to a day

we thought would be a wash. We love surprises

like that!

3700 Paoli Pike #12

Floyds Knobs



Get Out This Spring

1By Farrah Alexander

As a Southern Indiana local,

you know describing this area as “the sunny side”

is little more than a cute tourism slogan.

If it’s sunny, you better get out and take

advantage because the next day very

well could be rainy, frigid, swampy hot

or just so intensely pollinated you

can’t bear to go outside. Sometimes, we

manage to fit in elements of all four

seasons in the course of one week, much

to the dismay (or delight?) of local

weather forecasters.


But during the spring, the sunny days are truly

beautiful. The lilies and tulips have bloomed,

leaving bursts of color everywhere you turn. The

weather is pristine – not too hot and not too cool

– just the perfect temperature to relax outside.

And we have plenty of wonderful options to

explore the area as a family. So, grab your nasal

spray and let’s go!


The Falls of the Ohio State Park (201 W.

Riverside Drive, Clarksville) is a fantastic place

to spend a nice day. My five-year-old Daniel is

obsessed with dinosaurs, so he loves climbing

over the huge rocks and discovering fossils among

the fossil beds. The park hosts many events with

experts who will guide you through the park and

educate you about things you probably wouldn’t

have noticed. After exploring the park, you can see

several exhibits in the air-conditioned interpretive

center. There are many perfect places to enjoy a

picnic overlooking the Ohio river nearby.

The Widow’s Walk (415 E. Riverside Drive,

Clarksville) is a beautiful Victorian mansion along

the Ohio River overlooking the Louisville skyline.

The Widow’s Walk has an ice creamery, coffee

shop and offers bicycle rentals. You can enjoy

your treats on the gorgeous porch overlooking

the river or explore the beautiful courtyards on

site. They also offer very reasonably priced kidfriendly

lunch items like corn dogs and chicken

nuggets. The bicycle rentals include tandem bikes

and bikes with child carriers attached. The Ohio

River Scenic Byway is right next to the Widow’s

Walk and is a great area to ride.

The Big Four Bridge in Jeffersonville is a

renovated railroad bridge that is open exclusively

to pedestrians. It’s the perfect length for a nice

family stroll with breaks to view the Ohio River,

spotting barges and steamboats. Once you reach

the Kentucky side, the kids can play at one of the

many nearby playgrounds. If you head back to

the Indiana side, there is a plethora of wonderful

restaurants within a short walking distance of

the bridge.

Perrin Family Park (Perrin Lane,

Jeffersonville) is a privately-owned park that is

well maintained and perfect for a family with

young children to explore. A paved walking path

surrounds a lake and is the ideal distance (just one

mile) for a leisurely walk that young children can

handle. At the dock, children can feed the ducks

and geese. There are plenty of picnic tables to enjoy

lunch shaded by the many surrounding trees.

The Farmer’s Market (202 E. Market St.,

New Albany) is open Saturday mornings from

10 a.m. until noon, until the second weekend in

May through October, the hours are extended to

8 a.m. to 12:30 p.m. The farmer’s market has tons

of unique items and tasty food you can’t just find

at your nearby grocer. They have local butchers,

hand crafted items, seasonal veggies, baked goods,

jams, and more. Located in the city center, you’re

in the perfect location to grab brunch at one of

the many delicious spots nearby.

Clifty Falls State Park (1501 Green Road,

Madison) is a beautiful, scenic park with gorgeous

waterfalls. The park has many hiking and walking

trails, some are easily accessible for small children

and some are better suited for experienced hikers.

Since the park is so large, you can easily find

a peaceful and quiet place to have a picnic or

just enjoy nature. There are campgrounds and

inns nearby if you’d prefer to stay overnight and

thoroughly experience the park.

The Historic District (Madison) along the

First, Second and Third Streets downtown contain

many of the town’s restored homes of the pre-

Civil War era. The area is simply charming and a

really lovely place to stroll and site-see. You can

pop in an antique shop, burger joint, boutique,

or just admire the historical buildings. Just a few

blocks away, you can walk along the banks of

the Ohio River.

Deam Lake State Recreation Area (1217

Deam Lake Road, Borden) is a spacious, wooded

park with many activities. The park offers fishing,

boating, and swimming. If you’re looking to spend

the night or weekend, there are campgrounds

available. There are many hiking trails of varying

difficulty levels available. Whether you’re making a

weekend of it or just spending the day, Deam Lake

is a great escape into nature not far from home.

If it’s sunny, you

better get out

and take advantage

because the next

day very well

could be rainy,

frigid, swampy hot…

Hidden Hill (1011 Utica Charlestown Road,

Jeffersonville) is a beautiful, sprawling botanical

garden featuring unique art sculptures owned by

local gardening guru Bob Hill. It’s a whimsical

place to walk around, explore and children will

love spotting the variety of flowers and looking for

monarch butterflies. Plus, the gardens provide an

incredible backdrop for photos of your kids! My

sister-in-law and photographer Valerie Johnson

loves going to Hidden Hill to take stunning photos

of my niece, Piper.

After so many days and weekends spent cooped

up in the house during the long winter, It’s such

a treat to get outside, expose yourself to some

fresh air and enjoy one of the many scenic areas

we have to enjoy both nature and time with your family.

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Explore | Giving Hope in Africa


Local writer goes to Kenya to learn, comes back with a new sense of purpose


I am sitting in a quiet room in the home of Philister, a farmer in far Western Kenya. She lives on a piece of sweeping land under the bluest skies I’ve ever seen. The only sounds I can hear are chickens clucking, the wind rustling tall corn, birds singing and the conversation we’re having with a resilient farmer in a dim house.

It is quiet here, but it is not peaceful. Not for me, anyway. That’s because here in Kenya, I feel the weight of poverty in a way I never have before – and it will change me.

But I don’t know that yet.

What I’m feeling here today in Philister’s packed mud home is my first pangs of understanding that Africa is both gloriously beautiful, sacred and stirring – but it is accompanied by crushing poverty. Philister has land – plenty – to grow the crops she needs to feed her family. But she doesn’t yet have the knowledge she needs to grow the right kinds of crops or to have enough left over to sell.

Philister has an additional burden: she is HIV positive. Most days, she skips meals so that her children can eat at the end of the day. She takes her HIV medication on schedule; the government gives it to her for free. But the doctor is hours away, and her only way to get there is to walk. She can’t even afford to ride on the back of someone else’s motorbike, which is a common, inexpensive way for people to get where they need to go.

It might cost a quarter or 50 cents. She can’t afford that.

When your choice is eat or ride, you choose eat. Every time.

When your choice is to feed your kids or feed yourself, you choose your kids. Every time.

And this is the great pain of Africa – or at least this part of Kenya. It isn’t that people don’t have electricity, or the stuff that we Americans have. I thought that’s what would be sad, the contrast between the ridiculous abundance of stuff in my home and the sparsity of their lives.

But no. That’s not what’s sad.

Instead, what is sad is that they don’t have enough to eat. That every day is another day they wake up unsure if they’ll be able to have a meal. That every day could be the day that challenges them past the point of survival.

And that is why I’m in Kenya. I’m here with Send a Cow, a 30-year-old non-profit organization based in the U.K. I’m on their U.S. Board of Trustees. In my life in New Albany, I’m a public relations and social media consultant with a heart for non-profit work. I’ve done a lot with the Presbyterian Mission Agency as a client and continue to seek out such work. I’m a mom of three girls. I’m 45. I do CrossFit when I get there; that’s usually three times a week.

My world is beyond comfortable. It’s luxurious.

And now, I’m ashamed and not quite sure what to do about it. It was just day one of a week-long trip to Kenya.


I’ve never been to Africa. Heck, I’ve never set foot in a developing country, save for a January afternoon in Tijuana, Mexico. I’m here to learn about Send a Cow and to understand the work this nonprofit is doing to lead Africans to teach each other about agriculture.

I’m involved in Send a Cow because a dear college friend, Douglas Smith, asked me to get involved. Doug is an extremely intelligent, progressive Christian, like me, and when he asked me to join Send a Cow’s board, he told me it was low commitment and an interim appointment, just until they could decide on strategy for the U.S. group.

But I don’t do anything halfway, and suddenly, I was holding small meetings for Send a Cow supporters in Louisville and committing to a trip to Kenya.

What sold me on Send a Cow was the research I did before I committed. I poked around Send a Cow’s website. I watched videos that explained their work. I read about them. Everything I saw confirmed what I want to see from nonprofits and ministries: their work is done in partnership with people who live and work in the countries they serve.

This means that the organization doesn’t show up with 200 cases of food, shoes, Bibles – whatever – and drop it off and leave. And it also means that the organization hires and works with native people, who know best the culture, language and nuances of the people they serve.

Send a Cow employs about 250 people in Africa; all but three are Africans. They work in Kenya, Ethiopia, Zambia, Uganda, Burundi and Rwanda. The workers there are peer farmers who go from farm to farm offering help and advice on raising livestock as well as crops. They are helping farmers in Kenya move away from tobacco, which provides no nutritional value, strips the land of valuable nutrients and no longer brings in the cash it once did. They teach farmers specific farming methods, such as keyhole gardens, which include a compost pit in the center, and plants positioned around it in a ring. It holds water well and keeps crops alive during times of drought. They also provide vital training in gender and social development so that husbands and wives can work better together.

The name suggests that Send a Cow sends cows to developing countries. When it started almost 30 years ago, that’s exactly what the organization did. Send a Cow is finding now that the organization can have greater impact in some areas that they serve by training people in agriculture, rather than or along with giving cows, goats or livestock. The Kakrao project will work directly with 600 farmers in Africa; if the organization attempted to give livestock instead, it would take far longer and the cost would be prohibitive. Also, the organization doesn’t ship cows over any more; they buy local livestock that will fare better, since it is native to the country.

Livestock – particularly cows – are a wise investment, though, for Send a Cow. A cow provides dairy, and the manure will enrich the soil on the farm and allow crops to flourish. Then the cows breed and the offspring are passed along to another farmer through Send a Cow. We had the opportunity to attend a passing ceremony, and it was lovely to see the joy in the faces of the farmers receiving a cow.

But it’s not always the right choice, and I love that Send a Cow evaluates carefully what farmers need before working with them.

Kenya varies in climate and soil, so needs vary. But one thing that affects all: Kenya is often stricken by drought. The country depends on the “long rains,” but they did not come consistently this year. Some places we traveled had had too much rain to grow what they called ground nuts (perhaps peanuts, I wasn’t really sure). Other places were so dry they had struggled to keep banana trees alive.


In preparing for my trip, I listened to a podcast called “Otherwise?” that was created by a Kenyan journalist. She spends 10 to 15 minutes each week exploring an aspect of modern Kenyan life. Hearing her talk about drought and famine in Kenya helped prepare me for this trip, as did her discussion with a medical student about the doctors’ strike that had occurred earlier in 2017. In Kenya, public hospitals are run by the government, and doctors were striking for better pay and working conditions for themselves, and for better patient care.

I also sought out Kenyan-born authors to read and understand more about the country. One thing to know about Kenya: it was a British colony until 1963, and you can see this influence throughout the country. While the native tongue is Swahili for most of the country, many people we met, even in the most remote parts of Kenya, spoke English.

I’m not really interested in the stories of the white colonists who came to Kenya, no matter how benevolent. Out of Africa doesn’t interest me. What do those who are truly born of Kenyan soil have to say about their world? That’s what I want.

Many of the names of people we met were downright Biblical: Titus, Nicodemus, Isaac, Sarah… and that directly reflects the high number of Western missionaries who came to Kenya. Some early missionaries erased some of the native culture of the country and contributed to the westernization of Africa.

I saw some of the worst parts of U.S. culture popping up all over Western Kenya as we drove through small towns: Coca-Cola ads at nearly every stop. It bothered me deeply to see this country with high rates of malnutrition advertising so heavily for soda pop.

But back to Philister.


We started our first day at Philister’s home, meeting her granddaughter and her mother-in-law, who told us she was 97 but none of us were quite sure of that. She seemed more like a tough 75. This is a place where people may not even know their own birth dates.

From Philister’s, we drove to the home of Caren, who spoke to us brightly about her life. Caren lives in Kakrao where HIV rates are twice as high as Kenya’s national average and most of the population lives on less than $1 per day. On this day, she seemed almost perky as she told us how her children remind her it’s time to take the medication. Later, we learned that she was probably putting on a good face for us. Her three children, the oldest of whom looked about 10, stood around her as she talked to us under the shade of a tree. They were not in school that day; she may have kept them home to meet us or may not have been able to send them for some other reason. I wasn’t sure, and such questions felt like judgement. So, I didn’t ask.

Our next stop was a dairy co-op. This was the first breath of hope we saw on our trip. The co-op leaders explained that farmers were bringing in milk and banding together to sell their milk as a group, getting a higher price than they could any other way. They had purchased a pasteurizing machine, which was expected to arrive soon, and would dramatically improve their efforts.

At dinner that night, we were exhausted, drained and quiet. The day had been hard and sad, and had left us feeling a sense of emptiness as we contemplated what the lives of these two women were like on a daily basis. We looked at our own food gratefully, knowing we were fortunate to have it.

Though the day was heavy, it was a good way for us to understand what life was like for farmers without Send a Cow. We’d spend the next three days seeing what productive farms looked like.

When Send a Cow starts its program at Kakrao this fall, both Philister and Caren will receive agricultural training and help. Knowing that was the first glimmer of hope I had on the trip and it set the tone for the rest of the week.

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I get motion sick very easily. I worried what the travel would be like in Kenya, but somehow found myself in the third row of a Land Rover-style vehicle we called “the beast.” Funny thing: when you are staring at the outside world in a moving vehicle, you don’t get car sick. And that’s all I could do in the beast.

Titus Sagala, country director for Send a Cow, sat next to me in the third row, and I had a million questions for him. What’s that vehicle? Why are there so many people on that motorbike? What happens if you get into an accident? Do you get speeding tickets here? How do you say thanks in Swahili?

Titus put up with our questions with the patience of a saint. There was so much to see, absorb and learn simply staring out the windows.

For the record, Titus’ answers to the questions were:

• “That’s a tuk tuk.” (It was a three-wheeled vehicle used as a type of taxi, giving hired rides.)

• “People pay to ride on the back of other people’s motorbikes. I’ve seen people put their cows on motorbikes.” (What? I never saw that but I wanted to. Desperately.)

• “If you get into an accident, mostly, you go on with your life if everything is OK.” In fact, we did, and we just went on.

• “Speeding tickets are a big deal and can cost a lot of time and money if you have to go to court.”

• “Asante sana.”

We saw lots and lots and lots of people on foot throughout Western Kenya on main roads. They walked with shoes, without, some dressed up in smart suits or children in school uniforms. We saw people in western-style clothes and people in more traditional dress, especially women, which included a head wrap. Some were barefoot; most were not.

Just as you might imagine, women carried things on their heads, backs stick-straight as they balanced wide, shallow bowls filled with bananas on top of their heads. More commonly, we spotted tall, white bags on their heads. They carried water in big, yellow jugs – but not on their heads.

My western viewpoint told me this was a hard life. To them, it is just life. You walk where you need to go, you learn to balance things on your head at a young age, you grow your own food, you hang up laundry to dry outside. You live in a mud hut because it is what you have. If you are fortunate, you receive a full education, but nothing is offered for free beyond primary school.

And that presents the common thread I found throughout this trip, the thing that unites us all and changes my perspective: We all want the same things. Me, sitting in my home in New Albany, happy and air-conditioned: I want a good education for my children, and for them to receive as much education as possible.

Philister, on her farm in Kenya right now as you read this, wants that, too. She wants her children to receive as much education as possible.

We all want the same things. For some, though, it is much more a struggle to get it.


The farmers we visited in Kenya in the next three days of our trip all want that, too. Every time we asked about their hopes and dreams for the future, it was never for themselves. It was for the next generation. Children are inescapable in Kenya; they surround you at every farm. If you live in Kenya, you’re raising your own children, and likely someone else’s, too, maybe a sister or brother who has passed on or who has “gone away,” as we were told more than once as part of a family story. Where did they go? They shrug. No one knows.

These farmers met us joyfully. They wanted to show us their beautiful land, the many crops they grew, their prized livestock. At one farm, the three goats bore the names of the two Send a Cow peer farmers who had helped her, and the third was named Nelson Mandela. Banana trees were lush, green and large.

A male farmer, whose wife had worked with Send a Cow for years before her death, proudly showed off the kitchen he used, which simply had two designated spots to build fires for cooking, and proudly showed off the drying rack for dishes that he had built. Until someone from Send a Cow showed them, they simply do not know it isn’t sanitary to put washed dishes on the ground.

They just do not know, and as simple as that change is, sanitation can save lives.

At this farm, we were invited to plant a tree there, and they would name it for us. It was a tiny sapling. The farmer dug a small hole, and we placed the tree in it. I covered it in dirt, watered it a bit and everyone clapped.

It seems ridiculously silly, doesn’t it? At this point in the trip, I was craving the ability to provide some type of tangible help, and this was more than welcome.

There is a tiny sapling in Africa named Robyn. It makes me stupid happy to think about it.

After we planted our trees, we toured another farm. This farmer had a drip irrigation system, which Send a Cow helped her create. They bought the hoses with holes punctured in them and would fill a large cistern with water they carried from a stream or watershed. Gravity would carry the water through the hose and gently water the crops.

This farmer stood in the midst of her bright green field, brimming with crops, in a beautiful orange dress and sang us a song about how much Send a Cow meant to her. It was delightful, and it conveyed to us the joy that she was experiencing every day in providing for herself and her family.

So simple, but so powerful – and one of many powerful women we met.

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At the end of days two and three, we visited co-ops where people came together to work with each other and grow their farms. The loveliest part to me was the “girl power” involved: those leading the way at each place were women. One man in our group asked why that was, and he was answered by one of the men, who said simply that women return messages and calls, and they get things done. The other men in attendance laughed, and shook their heads in agreement.

The women had such a strong sense of pride in their groups. They sewed dresses out of the same bright fabric to create uniforms that would all identify them as part of the same co-op.

They even loaned each other money, doing some table banking, for expansions or other needs.

The shift from that first day that started with Philister to the next few days was a change from resignation to joy, and that was wonderful to see. It was largely that sense of community that changed things for these women. The presence of a peer farmer from Send a Cow or a member of your co-op buoyed your spirits. It has long seemed to me that large amounts of money are necessary to solve big problems, such as hunger in Africa. But it’s not that way.

Solving big problems starts with listening. It starts with understanding the root causes of the problems. It starts with knowing that the person who stopped taking their HIV drugs did so because it made them feel terrible, and they felt terrible because they didn’t eat enough before they took the drugs.

Why don’t they have enough food? Because they aren’t growing the right kinds or using the best techniques.

While I can’t solve the hunger problems in all of Africa, I can help Philister, Caren and 598 other families grow more, and better, food. I can help them protect their watersheds.

I can do all of that.


I landed in Louisville on Mother’s Day evening. My husband, mother and three daughters were waiting for me at the airport. We went directly to Red Robin for something I desperately wanted: a cheeseburger. And it was delicious.

I fell into a deep sleep that night in my own bed with vivid dreams due to the malaria medication. I took a single day to edit down my photos, nest at home, catch up on laundry and just enjoy the quiet.

But by day two at home, I could feel something in me shifting.

There is a shift that occurs in probably anyone who has truly experienced a developing country and has really listened, absorbed and understood what they were seeing.

My question now is what I will do about it.

I’m not certain I have an answer. But I do know this: I feel a deep sense of duty to change the world. For me, that service will be through Send a Cow. I want to continue to serve in any way I’m asked. I will go to Africa when they ask me to go. I will support this organization financially. I will speak about this incredible work to whomever will have me. It is the support I can give, here, right now.

You see, it’s not really necessary for me, a person with no background in agriculture or living in Kenya, to give up everything here and move there to help. Chances are, I’d do more harm than good.

The best thing I can do is remember, listen, read, and talk about my experiences.

The best thing I can do is continue to see.

Once you see, you cannot unsee, says Greg Ellison of the Chandler School of Theology at Emory University. I heard that quote in my work with the Presbyterian Foundation, and I’ve never forgotten it.

I have seen Kenya.

I have seen Philister.

I have seen Caren.

I cannot unsee them.

And I never want to.

Robyn Davis Sekula is a public relations, marketing and social media consultant and speaker who lives in New Albany. She is a member of the Board of Trustees of Send a Cow, an international non-profit that works in some of the poorest countries in Africa. In her working life, she primarily consults with organizations and business in communications, social media, public relations and marketing and is a frequent speaker on social media, communications and branding, and yes, she would be happy to talk to local groups about Send a Cow’s work in Kenya. A former journalist, Robyn has served as President of the Society of Professional Journalists, Louisville Pro Chapter, and as Membership Chair of the national SPJ organization. In her personal time, she is a mother of three girls, CrossFit enthusiast, avid traveler and music junkie.screen-shot-2017-09-25-at-11-07-51-am

screen-shot-2017-09-25-at-11-08-00-amInstead, what is sad is that they don’t have enough to eat. That every day is another day they wake up unsure if they’ll be able to have a meal. That every day could be the day that challenges them past the point of survival.

If You Go… 

GENERAL: Kenya is an excellent place to visit, but do be aware that 2017 is a presidential election and it is more chaotic than usual there. Protests can break out spontaneously and without much warning. I visited Western Kenya with Send a Cow, and while I found it fascinating, I would only recommend it if you’re going with a group and have identified what you’d like to do there. Nairobi is definitely worth your time and has lots to offer tourists. Coastal areas, which I did not visit, sound lovely, but are predominantly Muslim, so take care in how you dress.

GETTING THERE: I flew from Louisville to Newark, and from Newark made my way by taxi to JFK airport. The taxi ride was about $130 including tolls, so this was far pricier than I expected. Train/subway, bus and shuttle are also options. I took the subway/train on the way back. JFK handles most international flights out of NYC. I flew Emirates, a Dubai-based airline that I highly recommend. It was about a 13- hour trip from JFK to Dubai, and then another five-hour flight from Dubai to Nairobi. Once in Nairobi I had to go through customs and immigration and find my group. I exchanged money at the airport just to have some on hand in case I needed it.

PAPERWORK: A visa is necessary to enter Kenya. It is an easy application online, and it took about two days to get approved. It costs about $50. If you plan to visit other countries in Africa, go for the East Africa visa. You may have to prove that you have the Yellow Fever vaccine to enter some countries. You need a passport, too.

HEALTH: I visited the University of Louisville Travel Clinic, but note that the clinic does not accept health insurance and you will spend about $500 to get fully vaccinated for a trip to Africa. This clinic handled all of my vaccinations and gave me a prescription for malaria prevention medication. To prepare, I received the Yellow Fever vaccine, which is in short supply, and Hepatitis A and B (given as one combined shot, but you will need two more boosters for it to become permanently effective). I opted for typhoid prevention in a pill because it lasts longer, though it is a pain to take with very specific instructions that must be followed.

SUPPLIES: Since I was attempting to take only carry-on luggage, I opted against liquid bug repellant and sunscreen. Instead, I bought a Neutrogena sunscreen in a stick, and Ben’s Bug Wipes, which have 30 percent DEET to protect against mosquitos. Most hotel rooms have mosquito nets for use at night, but I didn’t tend to use them, as I found fighting my way out of them at 3 a.m. to go to the bathroom immensely confusing. Most rooms I stayed in were air-conditioned and I didn’t have windows open.

GUIDE: I hired Richard Makau Kiathe of Maks Tour Adventures to drive me and two friends around Nairobi for an entire day and take us to the airport the following day. He rented a safari vehicle and recommended places to go. His services were a must for us, and he was terrifically knowledgeable, friendly and just all-around great. I highly recommend hiring a guide.

CLOTHING: I opted for lightweight, long-sleeved shirts and cargo-style pants. I carried about five outfits and hand-washed a shirt or two in a hotel sink. I also had my hotel in Nairobi wash a pair of pants

screen-shot-2017-09-25-at-11-08-16-amBEING SAFE: Nairobi does offer Uber, but I would not recommend taking any taxi or car service that your hotel doesn’t call for you. You may get hit with a high price you were not expecting if you decide to take any taxi you see on the street. Keep your passport in your room, preferably in a safe, and keep a color copy of the main pages separately in your luggage, just in case you lose your passport or it is stolen. As a white person in Nairobi, I definitely stood out and people did want to talk to me, and after a bit of conversation, would hit me up for money. You can decide to give or not. Keeping a little loose cash in your pocket is a better option if you do feel you want to give some away.

WATER: Don’t drink tap water or even brush your teeth with it. Also, beware of juice from restaurants or hotels, as it may be watered down with local tap water.

Explore | 9 Reasons You Should Make Plans to Visit Madison

Nestled on the Ohio River, Madison is a beautiful town that also boasts the largest contiguous historic district – 133 blocks – in the United States. Whether you’ve never been or need inspiration for a return visit, here are nine reasons why you should make plans to visit this fall.

By Sarah Prasil | Photos by Cameron Tichenor were taken on a recent trip to the river town

screen-shot-2017-09-25-at-10-55-50-amCHAUTAUQUA FESTIVAL OF ART & OLD COURT FALL DAYS

Enjoy Southern Indiana’s premier open-air juried fine arts and crafts show featuring artists and craftsmen from across the nation. More than 240 vendors will line the streets from Broadway to Vine Street. The Old Fall Court Days will line the streets around the Jefferson County Courthouse with vendors as well. Add the above with the already great shopping in Madison and you have plenty to see and do. Grab the girls and make it a day of shopping. The event is Sept. 30 and Oct. 1. There will be food, entertainment and a children’s activity tent. No admission charge. For more information go to www.madisonchautauqua.com or www.visitmadison.org.


Whether a scenic drive through the park or an adventure to hike the trails, Clifty Falls State Park is the perfect picturesque leaf season at its best. There are four wondrous waterfalls to gawk at and make for a great selfie with your loved ones. The fall foliage at Clifty is simply breathtaking. Don’t forget to stop in the Falls Restaurant and get some delicious award winning sugar cream pie.

screen-shot-2017-09-25-at-10-58-51-amTHE BELLE OF LOUISVILLE CRUISES

There are two ways to cruise on this great paddle wheeler on the Ohio River: A public cruise will be available Oct. 23. The cruise, which lasts more than an hour is $15 for adults/seniors and $10 for children ages 3 to 12. On Oct. 24, The Belle will be offering a Fall Foliage Cruise from Madison to Louisville. Transportation will be provided back to Madison. The cost is $97.20 per person. For more information on either cruise, call 502.574.2992.


screen-shot-2017-09-25-at-10-59-19-amLANIER MANSION & MADISON GHOST WALK

The first stop on the Ghost Walk will be the Historic Lanier Mansion. A costumed guide will take guests throughout the house, including its eerie basement, and recount stories about spirits that many believe inhabit the home. Then, the group will take to the nearby streets of downtown Madison and stop outside three other locations that are rumored to be haunted. Guests should be prepared to go up and down stairs and walk on uneven surfaces. Tickets for the walk, which will be held regardless of the weather and is scheduled for 7 p.m. Oct. 21, 27 and 28, are $15 per adult and $7 per child (18 and under). The number of tickets for each group is limited. Call 812.273.0556 to get yours.

screen-shot-2017-09-25-at-10-59-10-amNIGHTS SPIRITS AT LANIER MANSION

Come enjoy Nights Spirits at Historic Lanier Mansion 7 to 9 p.m. Oct. 20. Costumed actors portray “spirits” dramatically telling true, 19th century stories of disastrous events that occurred in the beautiful mansion. Tickets are $10 in advance, $12 at the door and $5 for children under 18 in advance or $7 at the door. Reservations can be made by calling 812.273.0556.

screen-shot-2017-09-25-at-11-00-57-amSOUP STEW CHILI & BREW

Soup Stew Chili & Brew is Madison’s favorite fall festival. The event features delicious food, fun activities, live music, shopping, and beer and wine gardens. Nestled in the heart of one of America’s Best Communities, the festival takes place right on Main Street. Soup Stew Chili & Brew is organized by the Madison Area Chamber of Commerce and serves as a fundraiser for many area nonprofits. Come have some soup, some stew, some chili and some brew 11 a.m. to 5 p.m. Oct. 14.


See how the upper half lives as you explore eight historic lofts within Madison’s National Historic Landmark District. While on this self-guided walking tour, you will see spaces in varying stages of development, and even get to visit the highest point in Madison. The tour takes place 10 a.m. to 4 p.m. Oct. 7. Feel free to take your time and enjoy all that downtown Madison has to offer. Tickets are $15 per person and may be purchased at one of the following downtown locations: Bad Apple Mac’s, Blush on Main, Madison Visitors Center, and Village Lights Bookstore.

screen-shot-2017-09-25-at-11-01-06-amBEAUTIFUL FALL LEAF AND FOLIAGE SEASON

Enjoy the charming river town during leaf season. The fall foliage is beautiful. Make it a part of your trip to Madison while enjoying other


What better reason to get the girls together than for an adventure on Indiana’s Wine Trail Fall Haul event 11 a.m. to 5 p.m. Nov. 4. This is an annual presentation at each winery to kick off the fall season. Visit each winery and enjoy special wines, fun recipes prepared with wines and big discounts. Don’t forget the beautiful fall sceneries along the way and of course stocking up for the holidays! Visit all seven wineries to complete your wine trail passport and receive our 2017 Wine Trail Glass. For more information visit indianawinetrail.com.

Writer Sarah Prasil is director of marketing and advertising for Visit Madison, Inc. 


Explore | Tell City

Story and Photos by JD Dotson

Lucky to have a partner in exploration, Jon and I headed west to Perry County not sure of what we would find in this part of south central Indiana. We knew that Perry County was the hilliest and most forested part of Indiana and home to the Hoosier National Forest, but our knowledge ended there. Our first stop, in the county seat Tell City, was the Tell City Pour Haus, where we came up with an exploration game plan over a beer and an iced tea. Built inside the Tell City Foundry and Machine Works building, the Pour Haus is home to Tell City Brewing Company, which has a large craft beer selection, huge menu, pool hall, outdoor music venue and summer concert series. The interior has retained much of the wood beams and brick work from the original building, and the beautiful wood booths were made by a craftsperson in Evansville using reclaimed wood. The walls are covered with photographs of the town and the building’s history. Our server was exceptionally helpful in not only helping Jon with a local beer selection and me with a snack selection, but also gave us plenty of tips for exploration. We finished our beer cheese and pretzel and drinks and headed off to our first stop just a block away, the Perry County Convention and Visitors Bureau.



706 Humboldt St. | Tell City



The Tell City Depot, home of the Perry County Convention and Visitors Bureau, offers much more than tourist maps and brochures. The gift shop is filled with goods from Indiana artisans, paintings, sculpture, jewelry and crafts, all of which are handmade and unique. In addition to maps and brochures, there is a walled kiosk of sights to see in the surrounding area and the most knowledgeable staff. Very helpful and proud of Perry County, the staff assisted in helping us plan a route for the day. Before we left, we had to get a picture. Channeling Lily Tomlin, we climbed into the oversized, massive antique Boston rocker, one of two left in the world, before setting out to explore.


333 7th St. | Tell City



e3We decided to drive further up the hill to check out the view at the top, even though our guide informed us we showed up on a day Blue Heron Vineyards & Winery was closed. At least the cross was open to the public and the view from the top was spectacular.

Being nosy individuals and knowing the winery was closed, we drove down the driveway anyway, pulled into the parking lot and encountered someone in the lot spraying for weeds. I remarked that we were aware they were closed but were just exploring, and her answer was: “If you are here, then I am not closed.”

Lynn and Gary Dauby graciously stopped their work to give us an amazing tour of the vineyard, the beautiful view, other works of art by Gary Harris, an amazing house for rent overlooking the river, Gary’s walking stick collection, the winery gift shop with Lynn’s beautiful artwork, a vineyard kitty and (also!) a tasting. The wine was delicious and we ended up purchasing a couple of bottles to take home, but the most enjoyable part was the conversation of two incredibly lovely people. Lynn and Gary are a testament to our favorite aspect of Southern Indiana, the people that we run across.


5330 Blue Heron Lane | Cannelton

812.547.7518; 812.619.6045 | www.blueheronvines.com

Perry County offers many beautiful views of the Ohio River, from the murals and parks along the waterfront in Tell City to the view of the locks at Eagle’s Bluff Overlook Park in Cannelton. We made a few scenic detours on our way to see the Celtic Cross. Commissioned by Gary and Lynn Dauby of Blue Heron Vineyard, local self-taught sculptor Greg Harris has carved into a 20-foot stone the largest “in-situ” (or of its own stone) Celtic cross in the world. The cross sits just up the hill from the main road and down a wooded path. Coming into the clearing, the cross takes your breath away as soon as it comes into view. The size, detail and sheer perfection of the work of art in this quiet setting, surrounded by trees and sounds of the woods, is quite a humbling experience.



5100 E. State Road 66

With a bit of time to kill before dinner, we drove the strip of Tell
City and visited the courthouse, where I learned Tell City was named for William Tell, who shot an apple balanced on the head of his young son. (How did I not know that?) We popped into Domestic Goddess Salon and Boutique. The front of the space boasts a really cool shop with everything from jewelry, clothing and accessories, baby gear and home decor, much with an Indiana theme. We have seen a lot of Indiana tee shirts before, but we really loved these colorful state jersey tees. Domestic Goddess has a bit of something for everyone with some really unique affordable gifts.

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510 Main St. | Tell City


Our final Perry County stop for dinner was The Post, a casual multi-cuisine restaurant and bar in Tell City’s original post office building. Elements of the original interior, postmaster and teller windows separate the dining room and the bar area. The huge menu ranged from Italian pasta dishes and pizza to tacos, sandwiches and wraps and a few Creole and Asian-influenced dishes. I ordered the Tell City Cod Tacos topped with house made pico de gallo and chipotle cream with house jalapeño slaw. As a rule, I don’t usually eat too much super spicy food, but I was feeling adventurous and there was a sauce on the menu called Bang Bang sauce. How could I resist that? It was a delicious, slightly fiery cream sauce that added just the right amount of kick to my meal. Finishing up dinner, Jon and I made plans for an extended stay in Perry County, revisiting some wonderful people at the winery, catching a concert at the Pour Haus, bringing some friends and soaking up more of this part of Southern Indiana.



516 Main St. | Tell City

812.547.4700 | www.thepostrestaurantonline.com

Explore | Jeffersonville

Story and Photos by JD Dotson

I spent much of high school exploring Southern Indiana. Many adventures are lost to memory, but one thing stands out vividly. I remember discovering “The Lady” by accident one day, cutting from Clarksville to Jeffersonville on a road I had used before, but hadn’t paid much attention. Until that day when she caught my eye, jd1gleaming and standing tall, holding a rose, her hair and scarf blowing in the wind. At more than 20 feet tall and made of hubcaps and metal, “The Lady” still stands between the railroad tracks and piles of wooden pallets just as I remember her from more than 30 years ago. The art installation stands in front of scales and next to words carved into wood that seem to have more impact on me today than ever before:

I REMEMBER what a surprise it was to see this beautiful artwork in the least likely of places. She still has quite an impact. The difference today is she is not a lonely piece in the city of Jeffersonville. Artwork abounds in this town. Creative businesses have popped up in this river town and the streets guide you around with magical sculptures, painted utility boxes, murals and bike racks.

My favorite cupcake-shaped bike rack always leads me directly to one of my favorite spots. I cannot be in Jeffersonville without stopping by Sweets by Morgan. The cinnamon swirl with icing is just about the best sweet thing I have had in my jd2life, and I have tried nearly everything sweet under the sun. It’s huge so I usually cut it in half to save for later or take home to my better half. About five minutes after devouring my half, I ask myself who I think I’m kidding and eat the rest of it, so delicious and gooey, perfectly sweet and decadent. It is quite literally my favorite thing on the planet right now and gives me sugary fuel for walking through this little town and exploring.

Jeffersonville’s downtown is bustling with new businesses mixed in with the classics: Schimpff’s Confectionary, Inner Spring Yoga, Red Yeti Brewing, Glo Spa, Sapphire on Spring and Lavender Hill, all connected with whimsical Michael Wimmer sculptures and fantastical crosswalks.

I spend the day walking to Big Four Park through the artistically-decorated retaining wall to the waterfront. Jeffersonville provides plenty of eye catching beauty right jd4along the river, from the amphitheater, peaceful places to sit and watch the river with a view of the Big Four Bridge to the natural beauty of the Falls of the Ohio. I spent the unusually warm January day walking the riverfront and exploring fossil beds, working off the cinnamon roll calories.

My walk back from the falls took me past the flood wall murals, realistic styled murals depicting the history of Jeffersonville by artist Robert Dafford. Some of the history I knew, some was new to me and I took one of these murals in particular as jd3a sign that I needed to explore a building I had driven by for decades but have never been inside. The Howard Steamboat Museum sits just off the river east of downtown and is a spectacular 22-room mansion built by the same workers building steamboats across the street. The house is full of model boats, memorabilia, photographs and beautifully preserved history from the combination gas and electric light fixtures, to original indoor plumbing, both firsts for the area. The family’s influence on the country and the history of the steamboat is detailed incredibly in this three-story, gorgeous archive. The staff is very enthusiastic about this beautiful place and eager to answer questions. By the end of the tour, I was planning on expanding my exploring to include travel by steam ship.

Whether by foot or steamboat, Jeffersonville is a small town with huge possibilities for exploration, surrounded by art, inspired by the past and definitely looking forward to her future.

The Lady

I am your mother


I am a women 

standing into the “winds of change” 

expected to be strong

yet gentle 

expected to be better 

then good

yet not reflect 

that I know

I am good 

the words force me 

to change 

yet I do not want 

To be any more than I am 

A Woman Your Mother 

take my hand

We will stand together

into the “Winds of change” 


533 Spring St.





1101 East Market St.




Story and photos by JD Dotson

Once again, I am completely in awe of a place I thought I knew, only to be pleasantly surprised at every turn.  Charlestown quietly sits in Eastern Clark County and not knowing where I was going, I stopped in the first interesting place I came upon to ask questions and poke around. (By the way: Don’t forget to check out Charlestown during the Christmas season, beginning with Light Up Charlestown on the Friday after Thanksgiving.)

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11106 Dean St. | On Highway 62 Near Highway 3 | 812.256.2048 | charlestownfeedstore.com

Sitting outside the Charlestown Feed Store was an old giant wagon, shining with color, with row upon row of raw West Virginia glass. I took it as a sign to see what other things – beside feed – I could find at the feed store. I met a beautiful parrot named Goldie, saw the largest collection of vintage coolers and got some good information and stories from Luke, who works at the store. I heard the legend of the haunted Seven Penny Bridge, (or Ten Penny Bridge, if you search online) and got directions to the Nine Penny Branch Nature Preserve. Still, I was sure I had more pennies in the floorboard of my car, and I headed out to explore Charlestown.

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12500 Indiana 62 | 812.256.5600 | www.in.gov/dnr/parklake/2986.htm | $7 entry fee

Charlestown State Park sits just off Hwy 62 on 5,100 acres of land formerly belonging to the Indiana Army Ammunition Plant, and on the banks of the Ohio River. The park boasts several marked trails rated moderate to rugged and ruins of ammunition plants in the hills.  I began my adventure at the Riverside Overlook and trail No. 6 which immediately had me running up a steep, rocky ascent. Once I cleared the climb, my run had me along the ridge of the woods with a steep drop-off and the most spectacular view in the park of the river. It was at once both terrifying and beautiful, quiet on the path and breathtaking. I kept the course which wound me back down to creek beds and back up. I was easily distracted by bits of a ruin which took me off trail and off course, just a bit lost but reveling in the adventure of trying to reconnect with my path. Eventually, I found my way back to my car and to my map to Rose Island. I have heard of Rose Island since my childhood. My Granny lived down the road, worked in the ammunition plant and told of picnics at the popular amusement park. In the 1920s, the park, only accessible by steamboat, ferry or a suspension bridge, boasted a small zoo, a pool, shooting gallery, dance hall, cafeteria, ferris wheel and roller coaster and hotel. The Depression closed the park temporarily and the flood of 1937 destroyed the park entirely. These days a short hike down the steep, paved hill and crossing over the Porterville Bridge will drop you at the entrance of Rose Island. There are a lot of really remarkable ruins and historic markers guiding you along the paths with photographs of what once belonged here. A bit of imagination helped to fill in the river banks with thousands of people bustling around the peninsula on a beautiful day. I explored Rose Island quite a bit, knowing I was stalling the run back to my car. At the end of this trip, I will have run 10 miles and the last leg was up another steep incline. As a reward, I asked some fellow explorers a bit of advice on what food I should stuff in my face.

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3143, 3019 Tunnel Mill Rd

The back roads of Charlestown are peaceful, curvy and perfect for a gorgeous Saturday drive. I wound my way down Tunnel Mill Road and took in the sights, the hills and woods, farms and fields. The Nine Penny Branch Nature Preserve sits just off the road with a small parking lot and a path leading you away. A quarter of a mile in and you are really alone and seemingly far from civilization. The path curves and slopes down, winding back and forth between trees and vines. I came to a rough-hewn rock bench high above a creek below and spared a few minutes to sit and enjoy the solitude. Eventually, I made my way down the path across a bridge and eventually into the creek bed. It was an easy mile in and a rough run back uphill to get out.



850 Main St. 812.256.2699 | www.ctownpizzaco.com

I met a trio in the ruins and immediately the Charlestown Pizza Company sprang out as the best pizza in the area. As if I need any more of an excuse to visit a good pizza place, the next bit of advice had me hooked instantly.: “You have to get the Mashed Potato Pie,” said Morgan Cooke, and I thanked her for ruining my diet because I was certain that is exactly what I was going to get. I ran extra hard off the paved path through the woods, pushing myself thinking about all those calories I was about to ingest. The restaurant sits off the square in the heart of Charlestown. The menu description is as follows: “The Mashed Potato Pie: sauced with garlic butter, then a hearty layer of mashed potato, bacon and cheddar cheese and finished with diced green onions. Served with your choice of one sauce on the side.” It is a perfect amalgamation of pizza and baked potatoes, and fell right out of comfort food heaven and into my belly.