Since it's so close to home, I gave Caleb the keys to my car and set off on one of my favorite things to do: walk home on our country roads. Want to come along and walk with me?
After a week of rain, the sky was crisp and clear, with the field looking like you could almost lay down in its softness.
No one lives in that house permanently, but during the summer people are always in and out. I've wondered if it was once grandma's, or even great-grandma's house, kept for the next generations to enjoy.
Getting close to home now!
Beautiful Lysa Hora poking her head out in the background.
Made it back, thoroughly delighted by the sights, sounds and smells of home!
Today, I've battled my first migraine in a year, so am thankful to have had such a nice walk home yesterday to think on as I've stayed on the couch today. It's almost over, which I'm even more thankful for.
This is one of my favorite blog posts you've ever written. So delightful to be invited on the path with you and I could totally picture it (it does help that I've driven those streets and gone on runs there for sure!) as you were the tour guide. Creative and beautiful!!!! Czech is calling my name! Love you. :o)
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