Country Mouse Musings

It's good to be home for awhile. Wisconsin soothes my worried soul.  Here, I have no need for busy city sidewalks, where my shoes are more important to the passerby than my character.

 I only need long walks on my favorite paths.

And I'd rather have the sound of Amish buggies clattering down the road, than sirens and trains at night, and I'll take soft sunsets and starry skies, over glaring lights and the buzzing crowds.

 I know, that someday I might be separated from this place because life never ceases to surprise a person. But right now, I'm going to breathe in my Wisconsin air and wear a pair of muddy boots, with no one but the cattle to judge me.

And even they don't mind my country mouse ways.