Colorful Country Living

Today, I came across this picture that my son took last fall and it reminded me of one of the reasons I love living in the country. It's a very colorful life. I was recently at a teen writer's conference with my daughter and, as I chatted with the other moms, there were several comments about what an interesting life I had led. I have never really thought about it before, since I mostly just  focus on the day or week I am trying to survive. I have been reminded of how blessed I've been to have lived in many different kinds of places and to have experience things many people never do. I grew up in an idealistic spot (for a kid, maybe not the parents!) where we were free to safely roam the fields and woods and to follow the creek as far as we could. I've experience living in a college dorm and making life-long friends. As a new bride, I lived for many years on a tropical Pacific island, and then move to the suburbs of the Pacific Northwest. And now, I've experienced the long, cold, snowy winters of the Northland, as well as the beautiful summers and the autumn leaves. I say thanks to my new friends for reminding me of all by blessings.