By now…if you read my posts very often…I’m sure that you have figured something out about me.  Simplicity, to me, is lovely.  I find beauty and peace in the simple things in life.  Too often I find myself overwhelmed by…too much.  I find delight in open spaces and beautiful old trees.  I love the smell of freshly plowed dirt and delight in a new sprout coming up from the earth. Those things just seem especially close to the Father…you know?  Of course you do.

Sometimes in blogging…I feel a little pressured to join the status quo.  Then I realize that it just  wouldn’t be me.  Don’t get me wrong.  I am in love with the blogs of others.  Plus…they too all have their own personal stamp.  I think that I just feel, at times,that I need  to go above and beyond what I really love, and that would be a shame.  If anything…I want your experience here at Along the Dirt Road to be real.  Being real…is very important to me.  Ask anyone who knows me,  whatcha see…is whatcha get.  😉 Sometimes …simplicity.

During Spring Break…we were on our way home and I asked my husband if we could take a little detour.  He was fine with that…good man that he is.  This little detour…tugged at my heart in an amazing way.  The lovely simplicity of it all is beautiful.  Maybe I just have an old soul. ( I do seem to really hit it off with the elderly.)

Have a wonderful evening, sweet Dirt Roaders.  It’s supposed to snow here…so I have a big pot of beans bubbling on the stove.  Cornbread and fried potatoes to be made later.  I’m going to enjoy the lovely simplicity of it all.  I hope that you find a way to do the same.