We now live close enough to Lancaster that we can bypass all the city traffic and within 5 minutes of leaving home, we are cruisin' a country road. Every second of that drive leaves me breathless. I'm certain I've never seen more beautiful farmland. (<--admittedly coming from a not-so-well-traveled writer...also from someone who loves the beauty of the prairies, but considers them to be a whole different sort of category) Perhaps I should have reworded my statement, rather than adding an entire disclaimer to explain it.
We just went to the outlets today, spending more time there than usual. I found a winter coat and jeans at the Gap outlet. We'd usually stop at one of our favorite roadside stands, run by an Amish family. They sell raw milk and homemade cheese, canned goods, fresh produce, flowers, and fresh cider donuts.
My craving for the fresh air and gorgeous scenery has been satisfied. I've never loved the city, though I am fully capable of enjoying the benefits, and every once in a while, an escape to the country or a quaint small town is just what it takes for me to come back home with a renewed
Ps. I am not one who particularly enjoys shopping, but I have developed an absolute obsession with Whole Foods. They are so expensive, but I am somehow satisfied to just roam the aisles and buy a few sale items...and a jar of kimchi. Seriously...who falls in love with a grocery store?