I long to live in the country. I want an eco-friendly house on a lot of land. I want chickens. I want a goat or cow for milk. And I want space–for fun, free-roaming kids. I want beautiful summers and cozy winters. I want hard work. I want the perfect mix of prairie and woods. I want strawberry patches and vegetable beds and apple trees (all organic, of course) and a root cellar to store the summer's bounty in.
Part of this longing stems from disillusionment regarding the amount of work it will take to actually live this life. But I've examined it intellectually (not experientially, of course), and I still really, really want to do it. Someday, someday. For now…
…we move to Pittsburgh next weekend! It's so hard to believe. I hope we find a house soon, because the apartment situation is less than ideal.
It's gorgeous this weekend. We're up at my in-laws in rural northern Michigan, and the weather has been unseasonably cool. Today was sunny and mild, but still warm. Perfect.
Happy Independence Day, all!