I did have those thoughts yesterday as I was vacuuming,
If I were playing hooky, my day would begin by getting in the car and driving, to a cabin. With no cell service nor computers.
I would see the cabin and I would have to walk down this path to the door.
|Image from country living.|
Dreams are nice, and I have enjoyed letting my mind wander a bit. It is always good to come home to the joy that I find as I walk through my own door, to the sound of the quiet voices, the laughter coming down the stairs, the warm cats curled up in the chairs. The promise of babies who come in the door who treat me as if I am a star. To all of the people here who love me. The sound of the chickens complaining about having to lay a egg.
All of it, has its own special place. It is always good to go for a visit but always the best to come home.
Thanks for stopping by today, and sharing my dreams.
All cabin pictures are from Getty Images, gardening picture is from Country Living.