Damp gravel crunches beneath my feet while a soft breeze carries a subtle coolness that slices through the thick country air. Six goats announce their presence with the occasional emphatic "bleat". The early morning sun hovers atop the tree line threatening to cover the fields with intense August heat. Savor this experience. Savor this landscape. Savor this moment.
Welcome to a little piece of Virginian heaven. Me and the half pint traveled to the northern end of the "south" for week full of lovely reunions and country shenanigans. Despite the oppressive heat, fun was had by all.
- Fresh from the garden produce...check
- 1800s farmhouse stuffed with loving family...check
- Muddy shoes in a pile by the backdoor...check
Divine simplicity invigorates my spirit and soul. Passion and flavors collide forming a tapestry woven with wet baby kisses, organic blueberry pie, and rusty vintage chairs strewn about the yard. We both really needed this.
At home, our best laid plans are often thrown awry by daily doses of hefty schedules, shifts, obligations, and work. Not here in this place. Not when you have a goat staring you square in the eye. Not when you’re surrounded by vintage treasures lovingly arranged in vignettes around every corner.
I sneak a fresh from the vine tomato and it bursts in my mouth with sublime satisfaction. The half pint stuffs her cheeks with any helpless unsuspecting bulb hanging within reach of her stubbly little fingers and she beams with a juicy green smile. All is right with the world.
What experiences have fostered your passion for living?
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