tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1007809556243900229.post4873823143093118194..comments2023-05-11T04:53:25.512-07:00Comments on OUT IN THE FIELDS: The Country LifeOut in the Fieldshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06451967048457867296noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1007809556243900229.post-4950868422957312162014-04-26T20:28:06.783-07:002014-04-26T20:28:06.783-07:00aw.....I can relate in a way, Karen! Moving is jus...aw.....I can relate in a way, Karen! Moving is just plain hard. And, although I am glad to be in the country after all these years, I am surprised by how many things I miss about life in the neighborhood! The other Sunday it was so beautiful outside and I asked Burdette to drive over to a neighborhood so we could take a leisurely family walk there. I like the sidewalks, so everyone's Sunday cloths stay clean and the little girls can ride their bikes. I like checking out everyone else's yards and houses and saying "hello" to people! We spent many Sunday afternoons walking around the Kalama neighborhoods! But at one time I had such dear friendly neighbors on both sides that in order to go out and have a quiet cup of coffee I had to hide;) That got old too with my Kulla introvertishness . Who knows? Perhaps someday you will be back in the country again. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1007809556243900229.post-21382030965728084412014-04-11T07:40:15.773-07:002014-04-11T07:40:15.773-07:00Ah, heaven, yes how I wait and I hope, too! This w...Ah, heaven, yes how I wait and I hope, too! This week while I was out walking, I noticed petals–tiny petals everywhere–from white blossoms that the breeze had scattered on the roadway. The morning sun caught the moisture in those cupped petals and made them sparkle so beautifully . . . that I immediately thought of heaven and how someday I will be walking on jeweled streets even much more glorious than this. Dear friend, although you might feel a need to venture a bit further afield at times, your country-girl heart will be blessed by nature's jewels close by as well. You have an eye for God's beautiful and bountiful gifts, big or small, near or far. Keep counting! Love, Cella Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1007809556243900229.post-78747451153828222472014-04-10T18:01:55.872-07:002014-04-10T18:01:55.872-07:00Oh, Karen. I hear your heart! At least you can get...Oh, Karen. I hear your heart! At least you can get out and enjoy it sometimes!The Raggedy GArdenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07222703290712958669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1007809556243900229.post-46201142211849373812014-04-10T17:08:27.316-07:002014-04-10T17:08:27.316-07:00Aww, ((hugs)). I am sorry life is hard for you. I ...Aww, ((hugs)). I am sorry life is hard for you. I too am weeping for my old homes here on earth. I LOVE the country life too. It looks like we will be moving to town here soon. I am grieving...I have many blessings though that others miss having... thank you for the reminder. Oh, and I miss the smell of raspberries too :)Mrs. Mike and kidshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11620933373153522884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1007809556243900229.post-6839649169063695722014-04-10T04:18:30.009-07:002014-04-10T04:18:30.009-07:00Karen, I cry with you and pray you find just what ...Karen, I cry with you and pray you find just what you need.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11124338658551016542noreply@blogger.com