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...