What I love about the fact that my Dad (and Eileen) and my Grandma live in the country is that I can get my fill of country-living, without actually having to live in the country. We spent Sunday at my dad’s house after they had been living in Virginia for the past few years. The boys had really missed getting to visit their house. We had a lot of great food and a had a good time, despite the high winds that day.
My dad lives in the house he grew up in. I have many memories of going there to visit with my grandma. This is even where I stepped on hot coals when I was 3. I may not remember what today’s date is, but I can still remember that van ride to the hospital with my feet in a bucket of ice water, I still remember the doctor wrapping my feet, and I still remember crawling around in my ace bandages. Funny how the mind works. This shed has been in this yard as long as I can remember. Unfortunately, it’s time to be knocked down. Sure it’s ugly, but I do see beauty in the ugly, broken-down buildings.
Evangeline and her cousin, Madolyn looked cute in their pink dresses
love this one
wheelbarrow rides with grandpa
After a brief rainstorm, the neighbors’ cows were out behind the house
There we go. Country-living for a day while still actually living in a close proximity to civilization. And by that, I mean Target and Salvation Army.
