The short ride the other morning was the ride that relaxes, the rain that refreshes, the cat’s meow.
The joy of little things barely visible is worth the ride.
Showing his beauty or meaning business?
Hard work makes a beautiful landscape.
Heading to Charm, the little village with a big attitude.
Pony power. Twenty miles to a gallon of oats.
The pause that refreshes.
The quack that quiets.
We do not boast of big things where I live. It is not the six lanes going in one direction, tall buildings, or big statues of cities that inspire us. We are mostly laid back people who delight in what we have and who we are. Our roads are coffee table books that inspire, rocking chairs that fit, tables of food that satisfy. They are beautiful flower gardens, museums of the past, examples of industry, and vacation for rest. We know what we have because we put thinking into our looking.
Come with me. Peer through the trees. Sit at the edge of your seat as we weave through the hills. Take a deep breath. Think about what you see, since you might only see it once. This is our life. Enjoy it.
Better to have an extra sled than to lose all your empty jugs
Worn out in a beautiful setting is still worn out
Two lanterns are not in the dark when night approaches
The tourist sees an antique can, country folk see a milk can, the farmer sees a cow in the can
Hope believes that there will be one more drop
Today’s necessities for yesterday’s lifestyle
It is nothing to quack about if you cannot afford a guard dog
Watching tourists awakens horse sense
Not all trees must become furniture
And when they finished reading the old classic Animal Farm, they left without a backward glance
In September my five sons decided to plan a trip to Virginia. They thought it was time to treat their Dad to the fresh Virginia air. A cabin was rented for the six of us. We enjoyed it immensely. For me to be with my five sons was a great treat.
Food was hauled to the cabin: dozens of eggs, polish sausage, bacon, pancake mix, healthy and unhealthy snacks, coffee, and anything else we thought we would like to eat. I am glad no one took inventory of what we ate. Breakfast was delicious. Mark made pancakes and syrup from scratch.
We all enjoy traveling and the outdoors so we unanimously decided that the first activity should be to hike some of the trails in Grayson Highlands State park.
The wild ponies of Grayson
Sometimes the discussion went to a higher level.
Visiting the Mast General Store close to Boone, NC.
We decided that Burkes Garden would be a beautiful place to live.
Looking down into Burkes Garden.
Enjoying a real country road.
God’s Country
It is a beautiful morning. The fog slowly rises to meet the sun.
Mother and daughter warm to the idea of another day.
The little brook gurgles in delight as it skips over the pebbles on its way through the sun-washed countryside.
A few cats and their people gaze curiously into the distance.
Walnuts wait patiently until they can snuggle deep into the grass below.
Alarm clocks and horses get you out of bed and into the field!
No, you cannot butt in. By the way, you need a horncut. And, don’t forget to trim your beard!
I notice that I am not the only one enjoying the morning. “What are you looking at?”
“Oh, I see. It is fall seeding time.”
“Hey, check the barn. He isn’t even close to being finished.”
Wow. I guess not!
Well, anyway, you all have a great day. And, don’t forget to smile and be thankful.
Buggy Breaks 