A Slower Pace
When we moved down here a few years ago, I really felt that we were living out in the “boonies.” After all, we live across the street from a farm. When we look out the front room window we never know if we will be seeing cows, sheep, goats, or horses grazing in the pasture. Things move at a much slower pace around here, which isn’t really a problem, it’s kinda nice actually. I just wish that the snow removal on the roads went a little quicker. It’s been 2 days now since the last snow storm and the roads are still a complete mess. School was cancelled today because of the roads and tomorrow they are opening 2 hours late.