Is this heaven? No, it's Iowa
Movies like "Field of Dreams," and the one I caught on TV yesterday, "Thousand Acres" makes me long for a white clapboard house in the middle of farming country. Miles of yard, a wraparound veranda porch with a swing, old sheds and barns behind the house. I wouldn't even mind a flock of chickens pecking about--as long as I didn't have to be the one to gather their eggs.
Places like that exude such a sense of peace to me. I always thought I was a city girl, but I can't escape the dream of someday owning a place in the country.
Places like that exude such a sense of peace to me. I always thought I was a city girl, but I can't escape the dream of someday owning a place in the country.
posted by LE at 8:41 AM
1 Comments:
Nick and I have the same dream. Although in our dream we build near my family farm in Eastern Kansas and build a beautiful how set back in the timber. I really believe that our first real home will be an old farmhouse where we spend our downtime outside of LA and in the peacefulness of smalltown USA. Maybe we will end up being neighbors as my family farm is very close to your old stopping grounds.
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