But then I get into the country and I feel peace. I hear the birds singing and I see the fields dotted with shades of purple, orange, blue... I want to take all of those wild flowers and bundle them up and place them all over my house. Fresh air and sunshine, country music and windows rolled down.
But in my heart I know where I belong... in a medium-sized town. It really has the best of both. People and fresh air. Places to visit and the sound of birds chirping. A quick drive to the big city or to windy roads that lead to nowhere. Really, it is the best of both worlds.
How about you... City, country, or town?
Happy Wednesday, Friends!