SilliMarilli

This song captures my early childhood in the rural midwest.  Listening to it is like coming home to my grandparent's farm, 80+acres of corn, soybeans, or clover, old growth woods with carpets of Virginia Bluebells, setting off to explore for hours and coming back only when you heard the ringing of the cast-iron bell, sitting in the screened-in back porch, snapping beans or shelling peas for dinner, Lipton instant iced-tea, the sun setting and the sky glowing as it touched the horizon, and the sound of the call of the whippoorwill.