my adventures in northern indiana
Ah, spring. There is nothing quite like spring in the South. Once the daffodils start blooming, it’s just one thing after the next. Trees, flowers…everything comes alive with color. Maybe it’s just that I didn’t notice such things while I still lived in PA, but spring in the South is amazing!
I am a history buff. History was one of my favorite subjects in school and I absolutely love the way the South preserves history. Every time I turn around there’s something else amazing that happened right close to where I live. I love that!
Is it odd that I love the field across from my house so much? Probably, but I still do. I even love the goats that inhabit said field. And I love the dirt road that leads to my house. I also really love that my little piece of country is only five whole minutes away from the Dollar General (I should totally have a picture of the good, ol’ DG)!
I have an indescribable love for the mountains. I think my husband thinks I’m crazy whenever we are driving the 11 hours home from visiting my parents and I exclaim “there are the mountains! They’re so beautiful!” Ah, dear, sweet, beautiful mountains…is there any way you can reach into Indiana?
Cotton. Just one of those things that I didn’t see until I moved down here, so it intrigues me.
You wouldn’t believe how many people I have heard say that they think the pine trees are ugly. This is just a crime!! Pine trees are majestic and mysterious and there isn’t anything quite as beautiful as the sun streaming through the pine trees. I shall miss them, I shall.