To each his own. To me my own.

Don’t forget to name your posts, Part 2

I love my drive in to work. It’s nineteen miles one-way, but well over half of it is through pure country. God’s country. We google-earthed it just to get an aerial…

The land seems to be evenly split between farming and livestock, and the people who live out here have been here many years. There are plenty of sweet-faced little cows and horses to gaze at along the way.

 Sprawling fields of fresh haystacks never cease to mesmerize me – all stacked so perfectly.

Immediately surrounding us is a good-enough sized mountain to climb if we wish, which we have on occasion. In the evenings, we’ll sit outside and listen to the cows call their babies home. When I first heard it I was very concerned, thinking the cows were in pain! Keith had that sly grin on his face when he told me what it really was.

Last night a neighbor had a get-together across the street. I got to meet a lot of Keith’s neighbors, which was nice! All are down-to-earth people who seem really genuine, hard-working and true.

I always wanted to live out ‘away’ from the city – in fact I used to yearn for it, especially during a country drive. It already seems as though I’ve lived here a long time!

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15 responses

  1. Tipsy Lucy

    Oh my gosh, your drive IS gorgeous! So peaceful and pure.

    June 4, 2011 at 12:46 pm

    • Bonnie

      Thanks Lucy! I find myself actually looking forward to it, particularly in the mornings. 🙂

      June 4, 2011 at 4:09 pm

  2. You wouldn’t like Miami. Concrete jungle with billboards and litter.

    June 4, 2011 at 2:33 pm

    • Bonnie

      Awww, haha – but I would love the ocean part of it. 🙂 Never been to Miami, furthest south I’ve been is Cocoa Beach/Merritt Island. I’d love to live in Florida someday!

      June 4, 2011 at 4:11 pm

      • Those places are still fairly pristine and decent people live there.

        June 4, 2011 at 4:57 pm

  3. Linda Beaty

    It is pretty country. I can testify to that – enjoyed the drive back just now!

    June 4, 2011 at 3:07 pm

    • Bonnie

      I’m glad you did! Hope that map helped this time. 😀 It is a little confusing the first few times, for me the first several times.

      June 4, 2011 at 4:12 pm

  4. Linda Beaty

    I’d never find it without the map. 🙂 -Mom

    June 4, 2011 at 4:18 pm

  5. You will love living in the country. It’s the nicest place to live. Just looking at the scenery on your way to work is enough to make the drive worthwhile. I’m happy for you, Bonnie. Blessings to you and Keith…

    June 4, 2011 at 6:39 pm

    • Bonnie

      I already do, and am so thankful for it. Every day I’m noticing something new around me! The commute just sweetens the deal to me. Thanks so much, dear Carol Ann. Blessings to you, always.

      June 4, 2011 at 7:28 pm

  6. Nice to meet you.What a beautiful place.I like these places. 🙂
    I also live out‘away’ from the city, Tokyo.

    June 5, 2011 at 8:35 am

    • Bonnie

      It’s nice to meet you too! Isn’t it wonderful to be away from the hustle and bustle of a big city? Thanks for stopping in!

      June 5, 2011 at 10:45 am

      • Yes, it’s wonderful but my office exits in Tokyo yet.
        I can enjoy nature things at home on weekends.

        June 6, 2011 at 8:53 am

  7. Hi – I’ve seen your cute little icon for a while now over at Carol’s wonderful site..so thought I’d stop by and visit!

    I’ve subscribed so I can view your future posts.

    Have a happy day!
    Chloe xx

    June 6, 2011 at 4:14 am

  8. Bonnie

    So very nice to meet you, Chloe! I appreciate you stopping in to say hello, and for the subscription – I’ll be sure to check yours out as well!! 🙂

    June 6, 2011 at 12:49 pm

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