It occurred to me today that I miss the country more than I have ever realized. That I am a country girl no matter what, despite all odds and past experiences and future dreams. I belong in the open. With the animals. And the laughter. And the work. And the sun and the snow. Where you find beauty in the earth and all the things it can grow and feed. Where words aren't necessary to convey feelings and their is no meaningless chatter. You sit with a friend creek-side fishing for a whole afternoon without saying much at all, and you like that way. Because your dogs are napping next to you and the fish, well, they're hardly biting but who cares. Because the air is sweet, the sun is warm and LIFE. IS. GOOD. You wake up early because that's when the sun rises and man was intended to do the same. You spend Sunday's with loved ones whether you like it or not. You bake your neighbor pies. You KNOW your neighbor. You feed their dogs when they're out of town. Your kids stay at...
