Last night we got a phone call about a house in MO. We talked about it some. Neither of us wanted to say we were interested and neither of us wanted to say we weren’t interested. We talked about it more today. Still no decisions. By making no decision, the decision may be made for us but that’s ok too.
I walked outside this evening to go put the chickens up and the moon was so pretty.
The Moon
As I walked around, my first thought was . . it’s nice to not be watching for rattlesnakes. There could still be one but chances get more slim every day.
As I got to Coop #1, the moon was just over the shop.
The Moon
I went on into the garden to see if my garlic had grown since I was out earlier this afternoon. Some of the cloves that have had the dirt washed away from the top have sprouted. I love new growth!
As I walked out the gate, I snapped another photo of the moon. This picture reminds me of a skyscraper with lots of glass panels and the moon is reflecting off the glass.
The Moon
The old implement shed sits out there. That building attracts snakes. I do not like it! See those tall weeds against it? Those are actually in my garden. The fence goes up to the side of the shed, then starts again at the end of the shed so, part of the shed is actually part of the fence. Snakes go under that wall in and out of my garden all the time. Every time I walk that way in the summer, I say “I know you see me but I don’t see you!” I kinda wish that building was farther from the garden.
I went to Coop #2, closed up those chickens, went to the greenhouse to make sure it was all closed up and came back to the house . . back to where I took the first picture of the moon.
The Moon
It’s getting darker. The moon is still pretty.
The entire time I was outside, I didn’t hear a horn. I didn’t hear an alarm. I didn’t hear a stereo. All I hear was . . nothing. Even the chickens were quiet. How would we ever go from living somewhere so peaceful and quiet to living where there’s noise? I guess you get used to it. We do what we have to do. There will come a time when we can’t stay here but now is not that time. I keep saying “I don’t want to leave here and look back and wish I hadn’t left”. Nope, now is not the time. Except for Chad, Nicole and Addie, I can’t imagine being anywhere but our little place here.
Carolyn says
We sold our house in the country several years. There are still times we miss it, but as hubby would say….not one of those rattlesnakes will ever be missed. I agree!
Nelle Coursey says
I love your story! I guess I just don’t notice the noise any more. Unless it is during the night and you can’t help but hear it. I remember what it was like growing up in the country. I could lay in my bed at night and see the search light from the airport. It calmed me down when I was nervous. I was never scared out there even if I was alone. But I don’t know about that now. Our house was right on the dirt road. No need to dust because it would be just the same the next time a car came by. But I do remember it being peaceful!
dezertsuz says
That was a lovely post about reasons to stay there, but I thought the house in MO was only for visiting anyway.
louverna says
I am so glad you wrote this post. I felt for a few months you were ‘searching and searching’ like being on a ride you couldn’t get off of. Sometimes we keep looking around corners trying to make things happen. I think you’ve found your answer. God’s timing is not our timing. Blessings to you for a good Thanksgiving.
Louverna