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It has been 10 days since we moved into our Little House on the Pasture. And the last 10 days have been so fantastic. Every time I open a box, our cute little brick house seems to magically come up with a place for us to put the things we need. And even though the house has one less bedroom than our old house, no one feels cramped or crowded.
And the light!! Oh, the natural light in our house! Once the sun comes up, there is no need to turn a light on. It is a welcome change from the cave we have lived in for the last 4 years. The best part about the house, though, is the view. I wake up every morning greeted by the country morning sunshine and 44 head of cattle munching on some hay in the pastures that completely surround us. They really are very peaceful animals. And hungry. Hungry, peaceful animals.
So, moving to the country has brought on several lifestyle changes. The first, and probably most difficult to (re)adjust to, is all of the driving. 20 minutes to “town”, 40 minutes to a Kroger ( or anything for that matter), 10 minutes to the winery, and 50 minutes to work for my husband. So planning ahead and making really good t0-do lists is a must and something I am going to have to work on. Any suggestions are welcome.
Second, and I think the best, is the activity. Even though things move slower out here ( such as getting internet up and running) there is always something to do or something that needs to be done. The garden ( oh glorious garden!) needs to be watered, the laundry needs to be hung out to dry, the kids have school or Tee Ball practice, the winery needs a newsletter, yada yada yada. We have been busy since the day we got here. Not crazy busy, just productive busy. It’s nice.
It’s unbelievably quite here, too. Even with the kids running and screaming in the yard there isn’t much to break the silence. No traffic, no cars with loud stereos, no random people walking up and down the road, no construction on the houses nearby, no one blowing leaves, mowing grass, nothing. All you can hear are the cows, the birds, and the roosters next door ( yes, I have a steady supply of fresh farm eggs). And of course my kids hollering in the yard. But that is to be expected.
All in all, it’s not so bad out here in the country.