thankful for...

living in a faux suburb.

I love the open fields sheltering my neighborhood.
I love that I can see a hawk everyday.
I love that my kids scream, "MOOOOO" to the cows on our way out of the neighborhood.
I love that we have friendly horses down the street.






But I'm also super thankful that a trip to WalMart/Target/Kroger/ChickFilA is just three minutes away.

I try to remember that when I'm hankering to move.