One of the topics I cover in this blog is my transition from a rush-hour-riddled, coffee shop-filled life in the suburbs to a quieter, small town life. I live in rural southern Minnesota now (because of a certain guy I fell in love with!) – you can read our love story here. I’ve always loved the idea of a rural life so I didn’t balk when the time came to move down here. The settling-in period has taken a little while, though – for example, part of me reallllly wishes right now I was writing this blog post in a quiet corner table at a Dunn Bros. with a chai tea to my left, music playing through the speakers, and the smell of coffee in the air. 🙂 But overall, I am so glad I get to live right here! – there is something so special about the rustic quality of life in and around farms!
Although Bjorn and I look forward to having a home outside of a town someday, for now we are living in a (tiny) town. At times we still help out at my in-laws’ farm, though, and we are surrounded by the rural MN landscape! I am in awe of how beautiful it is around here. Which brings me to today’s confession: I’m not that helpful on the farm. Even though I can now actually toss a hay bale over for the horses, I’m otherwise kind of bad at helping out with farm chores. Because I stop and take pictures. All. The. Time. 🙂
And I will probably never stop. Ever.
Also, I have a terrible fear of losing my iPhone to an ultra-dramatic “sploosh!” into the horses’ water. (It’s all about getting the perfect angle for a picture, folks!)
Bogey is not that amused. He would like his supper.
Happy Wednesday, friends! You’re officially over halfway through the week! May you never stop taking in life’s little moments – even if it means your husband feeds a dozen other animals while you feed only two. I’ll ask Bjorn for his opinion on this arrangement later. 😉
How do you take time to enjoy the little things in life? Do you find there are certain moments when you just HAVE to whip out your phone and take a snapshot? 🙂