Long day... out doing cases, then handbells, then writing group. All good, but I'm ready for bed. I LOVE country life. You can call it quaint, trite, hick, hillbilly, naive, whatever you want. I won't care and I'll still love it.
![barn](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF0DJiT7he0r96kgHMCIvGOmcM5wUE3xG0aSa0-7nsCpd3jlm0afpIX50SRJ0QniQxaw_FsslZbscXOp5Lahs1tmYmcFI05NoBG0Sva2wGCp-vUkTVjSHSOGMXofZxC-1FzDYgHMVES2k/s1600/BigBassLake01.jpg)
![Big Bass Lake](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoAJHfVzZKx6ShyYaDOHv-G2RsAY7Mu1aPhvlCRUSdOjX50u39JFHGPWFY8B04-ZcY0X43Kjli9IUcTDcjO_I528RLOsJI8OI62AZ3MJCriCSjbV1h1z5e-YHdb5C1MKmp6RDl5kfcJV8/s1600/barn-5MileRd01.jpg)
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4 comments:
Beautiful pictures. I wish the leaves around me did this. They just turn a duller green and then fall off the trees.
Yes, country life is good. Down in the city yeaterday, and so glad to be home!
I can totally understand your love of country life. I don't really live in the country but I don't live in a big city either. I don't think I could handle city life at least not happily
Love those pix and those thoughts.
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