Prairie Pebble #2:
You do remember what a Prairie Pebble is, right? In short, it's a tidbit that I share with you so that you can get to know me better. I'm still waiting for you Lovely Lurkers to share something about your little selves.
It's ok. I'm a patient woman. A patient prairie woman.
So Pebble #2:
I love the prairie. But that hasn't always been true. I grew up around large, grandios mountains. Easily accessible mountains. We still have mountains. They're just not easily accessible. So, while they're awesome to look at, they're not something we often take advantage of out here on the prairie lands.
I used to think that if we weren't in the mountains or at least extremely close by, I wouldn't survive. And yes, I know that's childish.
I told dear husband yesterday that I would like to move further out on the prairie. To a little place with a couple of acres. I want at least one goat, a few chickens, and maybe even a
Let's see, what else? Mmmm ... yes, I think that about does it. For now, at least.
I never expected the prairie to sneak it's way into my mountain loving heart, but it did. It has a way of growing on you like
What about you, Lovely Lurkers? Are you a city girl, or a country girl? Are you a country girl
Tell me about it!
~Brenda, the prairie lovin', cow huggin', little housewife on the prairie
2 comments:
Just wanted to quit lurking and thank you for the pebbles that you are throwing at me!
I truly enjoy what you have written and hope to read so much more!
I am totally country, city-fied for too long to remember the smell of fresh manure but not to old to go back to it one day.
Alycia
Coloring Outside The Lines
Well I want to thank YOU for not lurking anymore! :-)
I'm glad you enjoy the blog, and that inspires me more than you know to keep on keeping on with my writing. And I agree ... you will never be too old to go back to the country. Never, ever, ever!!
Until then, feel free to stop in here and we can both dream of living further out on the prairie, eh?
~Brenda
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