Here We Go

Hello fellow bloggers.  I have been wanting to have a blog for a long time but was too afraid of not living up to all the wonderful blogs out there.  In fact, I have been sitting here all afternoon trying to get the creative juices flowing just to come up with a name for it.  As long as I can remember, I have always dreamed of living on a farm.  Now I'm not sure why, because I don't know if I really want to milk a cow or feed the chickens.  All I know is that I love farmhouses and the feeling I get when I see pictures of them or pass one on a lonely country road.  I can almost hear the creaking of the old wood floors and the screen door as it opens to welcome neighbors.  I can feel the summer breeze blowing softly while sitting on the front porch swing and the taste of cold sweet tea poured from a beautiful glass pitcher.  Someday I hope to see my grandchildren running in with a bucket full of berries waiting to be made into a luscious cobbler.  I dream of a simpler time, a time for little boys to do the things little boys do, like build tree houses and fish in the creek.  A time for little girls to play with baby dolls and have tea parties on the porch.   I dream of these thing with all the modern conveniences of course:).  Maybe someday, but today I will just keep going down this road and see if He will lead us to our farmhouse.

                               B. Annie