Sorry if you subscribe to the is blog and are getting this post repeatedly, I rushed through and keep finding typos...oopsie! =)
We were driving around to a couple of garage sales yesterday. I was once again struck by the beauty of our everyday surroundings. I was born and raised in Long Island, NY and have lived here for six years.
Although the transition was a rough one for me. I am forever grateful to God for bringing us here, it has been good, really, really, good for us.I never want to take any of it for granted, but I'm quite sure,
in my humanness I do.
These covered bridges are all over the county. They are hundreds of years old and were built to last. That kind of craftmanship seems so rare in our times.
I still get a chuckle every time one of these guys park next to me.
We are surrounded by Amish folk everywhere we go. I know they are not perfect, but they remind me to live consciously and simply. I don't always get that right either, I am a work in progress...
Small hospitable gestures abound...
All this within a five mile radius of our home...
Oh the possibilities...