{country roads}

I am drawn to country roads--the gentle sweep of trees, their long branches bending over the well-worn path, and in the fall, painting a vivid scene of red, yellow, and orange.

I'm an old-fashioned girl, and there is something about seeing these roads that takes me back one hundred years; I can just about see strong, broad horses pulling their carriages along the way. From there I can see into the farmhouse, with a woman standing at the counter rolling out pie crusts, her sleeves rolled up to her elbows, and her apron neatly tied around her waist. I can smell the wood burning in the stove, the spice of the cinnamon and nutmeg, and the floors she just cleaned that morning. The barn is there too, red of course, but slightly faded. I imagine barn dances, evening strolls, and little red schoolhouses.

All of this evokes in me such nostalgia for things past, that I think it's why when we started looking for lots to build on, I was naturally drawn out into the country, where I could have my own country road.

This is the road I live on...


Today the weather was so beautiful, that we decided to go a couple miles down the road to the city forest for a bike ride. The scenery was breathtaking, and I couldn't help but take pictures of the most amazing bridge, which is in the first picture I showed, and this last one:


I guess it explains why Anne of Green Gables is my favorite movie ever. :)