I am trying to make it a point to take at least ten minutes, two times a day, to enjoy my farm. To be outside. To see it. To really see it. So many times I am moving from place to place. So fast. So quick. But what has God given me? What is the amazing place I get to call home?
I've never had this feeling about a place like I do these mountains in East TN. A place where there is silence. There is quiet. There is peace. It isn't about artificially made traffic lights and fast food drive-thru's. Here, life is still ... mostly ... unadulterated.
And I want to remember. To enjoy. To revel in every moment I get to be alive here.
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