Since we moved from Columbia to the western parts of the county. One of those things that just boggles my mind.
Having a meadow, that is. I am a city girl. Born and raised in Baltimore. In a row house. It most certainly is different to live where I can’t see my neighbors. Where I can have coffee on my patio in my nightgown.
I am lucky, I know. But, where did it come from? My mom hates it out here. Too dark and quiet for her. She is also a city girl. Born and raised just west of downtown B’more.
Why do I love it so much? Maybe a throwback to my great grandparents who had a small farm in western Baltimore County. Who knows?
Three times around our property line is a mile. A far cry from the 1/12th acre of our townhouse in Columbia.
All in all, it is something that interests me. That sense of doing something new. Of changing my comfort zone. Of growing even after retirement.
We all need to find those areas that challenge us. That make us different than what we were when we were young.
Me, I’ll just be happy out here in the boonies. If only those people who are running the triathlons these days would only clean up their trash.