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.