The idea of travel....seeing all the beautiful places and meeting amazing people...who doesn't love it? I like to think I could be a vagabond, traveling the world in a camper van with no more than the basic necessities. A new sight to see out my front door every day! How wonderful would that be?
But if I'm really honest with myself, I'm such a homebody. I love waking up in the same place to the same face every morning. I love my little routine. I love waking up to little hands grabbing my face and a little voice gurgling at me. I love making breakfast in my kitchen in my cozy little house that always stays in the same place. I love walking outside to see the tall trees and the pond and the geese honking (no matter how annoying they can be when I'd LOVE to sleep in). It might be six degrees when I go to feed the dogs, but the wiggly little pups so happy to see me, and my big hairy dog who thinks I'm the best thing in her world, make the cold air feel refreshing and wonderful.
I couldn't live happily not having roots...I love being part of a community, even if I'm kind of a hermit. That's the wonderful thing about Skull Valley and living on this ranch. You have built in family and friends, but it's so easy to keep to yourself if you're not such a social human. Living way out here, 45 minutes from town, in the middle of the desert...it might sound like hell for someone but it sure is heaven to me.
Sometimes I really think I need to travel more...but then I look around at this beautiful place where I'm lucky enough to put down some roots. And well, it's no wonder I'm a homebody.
But if I'm really honest with myself, I'm such a homebody. I love waking up in the same place to the same face every morning. I love my little routine. I love waking up to little hands grabbing my face and a little voice gurgling at me. I love making breakfast in my kitchen in my cozy little house that always stays in the same place. I love walking outside to see the tall trees and the pond and the geese honking (no matter how annoying they can be when I'd LOVE to sleep in). It might be six degrees when I go to feed the dogs, but the wiggly little pups so happy to see me, and my big hairy dog who thinks I'm the best thing in her world, make the cold air feel refreshing and wonderful.
I couldn't live happily not having roots...I love being part of a community, even if I'm kind of a hermit. That's the wonderful thing about Skull Valley and living on this ranch. You have built in family and friends, but it's so easy to keep to yourself if you're not such a social human. Living way out here, 45 minutes from town, in the middle of the desert...it might sound like hell for someone but it sure is heaven to me.
Sometimes I really think I need to travel more...but then I look around at this beautiful place where I'm lucky enough to put down some roots. And well, it's no wonder I'm a homebody.
Hallee, this is beautiful. Also, you are the only rancher's wife that I've read anything from with all words spelled correctly and writen in complete sentences!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much! It means a lot to know people like to hear about my life!
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