Last night as I was walking around the yard, I realized again how much I love it here. I love the quiet, the open spaces, and the smell of farming. We don’t farm, but we live in the middle of fields and people who do farm.
I love watching the weather come and go. I love watching the tractors run up and down the road. Even the “harvest haze” it beautiful to me.
There is something wonderful and calming about just taking a walk out to the garden, or just around the yard.