What’s Down The Road?

To me, there is nothing better than a Saturday drive.

I come from a long line of Saturday afternoon drivers.

Wandering the back roads, looking for the place “not yet found”.

Searching for the perfect picture while making memories.

Last Saturday was glorious. I enjoyed the early spring sunshine (late winter?).

I’m hoping for another good day, tomorrow.

Pictures tell a story of days gone by.

What stories could these houses and barns, on the back roads, tell?





















































This is Ace. He greets us when we get back home.


Always curious. Always wondering. What might be down the road and around the corner?

Take time to enjoy the drive. Look at things in a different way.

You might just be surprised at what you find.

Down Home Blessings

Picking Strawberries Again

Image by CaptPiper via Flickr

Wow. It’s 4 o’clock in the afternoon and I am just getting around to blogging today. I’ve been busy…Mondays are always crazy.

I have my good days and bad days just like every other human being on the face of the Earth. And yet, I have so much good in my life…I am one of the blessed. Sometimes I forget that. In the grind of the every day, it is easy to overlook the best parts. The timeless, the priceless, the small moments. It occurred to me today that, hey, it’s summertime in the country!!! There is a lot to be thankful for……and you know what? There always is.

*My Country Living magazine came in the mail

*The breezy day blowing the curtains away from the windows

*Purple toenail polish

*Sweet Tea

*A new Daytimer/Organizer

*Favorite Dinner

*Kids that are healthy and happy (most of the time)

*Hearing my husband’s voice on the phone

*Traveling safety

*Family ties



*Small town yard sale days

*For the friendly man in the truck that waved back at me

*Ice cream cones

*My son chatting with me online

*Hearing “I love you”

*The smell of lavender plants

*The air before a storm

*Running bare foot

*Sticky watermelon and juicy berries

*Waving flags

*Parades and fireworks

*Pick up trucks

*Riding with the windows down

*Hair blowing in the wind

*Country roads

*Walks in the evening

*Playing with the dogs



*Crisp Sheets

*And sleepy nights.

Yeah. It’s good. Really good.

Take Me Home Country Roads

There is something deeply satisfying about living in the country. I grew up in the country but, had a seventeen year sabbatical in urban living. Now, don’t get me wrong…I enjoyed my time in the city. The convenience of having everything within five minutes of me was so nice. Choosing from a plethora of restaurants was  ultra-convenient.  Yet, the peacefulness of the country lured me back.

Yesterday I stood in the side yard, looking out over the land. I was reminded how nice it is to not be smack up against one’s neighbors. There is a certain freedom when living out “in the middle of nowhere”. There is something to be said for being able to walk down the road looking at views that could be on a picture postcard. Bright red barns in the distance, llamas across the road, crooked fence posts securing the property lines. Being able to breathe.

My neighbors in and around the small village, that I live outside of, are the best. Really. I am happy we picked this little piece of the country to call home.

“Take me home country roads….to the place I belong.” They might be John Denver’s words but, they ring true in my heart too.