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/s280/BigBassLake01.jpg)
![Big Bass Lake](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoAJHfVzZKx6ShyYaDOHv-G2RsAY7Mu1aPhvlCRUSdOjX50u39JFHGPWFY8B04-ZcY0X43Kjli9IUcTDcjO_I528RLOsJI8OI62AZ3MJCriCSjbV1h1z5e-YHdb5C1MKmp6RDl5kfcJV8/s280/barn-5MileRd01.jpg)
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Beautiful pictures. I wish the leaves around me did this. They just turn a duller green and then fall off the trees.
ReplyDeleteYes, country life is good. Down in the city yeaterday, and so glad to be home!
ReplyDeleteI 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
ReplyDeleteLove those pix and those thoughts.
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