It's on mornings like these that a person is so thankful to be alive. :)
The sun is shining on the mountains, glistening on the dew-dropped trees in the neighbor's orchard, and the air is cold, nippy, and wonderfully fresh.
Living out in the country has always been my dream and desire.
I have never even considered moving to town, where there is nothing but cars, people, traffic, loud noises, and general annoyance.
Out here the noises we hear are cows, birds, horses, and although we do have a highway along our land, it's nothing like the house I lived in before, where there was constant roaring of engines, night and day.
Our little town generally shuts down by midnight. ;)
I have had people tell me that I live a little too far out for them, and it's all I can do to keep from laughing.
Me? Far out?
The Big Town is only twenty minutes away, for crying out loud. ;)
I'd actually prefer to be farther out, but things don't always go the way you want, and besides, I really like my view.
Believe it or not, there are mountains behind all that fog. ;)
Sometimes it's so dark, and foggy, a heavy haze over the hills and fields, I feel like I'm in Scotland or Ireland and don't mind a bit.
And in the summertime....boy.
The sun is bright against the hills, the fields and orchards are green and inviting, and I am so thankful I live here.
This is a different angle, but same view.
I think I took this in the spring?
With our Pacific Northwest weather, the view changes almost everyday, and I love it!
Just a quick little note this morning, to let you know I am alive and well. ;)