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Iowa Nice

I moved to Iowa almost a year ago and have fallen in love with it. The scenery is beautiful. I love my new house and neighborhood. My job and coworkers are great. And I’ve had a lot of fun discovering my new city. Some things did take getting used to, though. And one of those things, as crazy as it might sound, is how nice everyone is. Seriously. Continue reading

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Gray Wood and Open Fields

I love barns. There’s just something about them that makes me feel warm and safe and calm. I think it might be because it brings about an idealized scene in my head that represents a simpler existence. A simpler way of being.

There was a period of time when I was dead set on being a farmer. I was a little kid, and my family was on our yearly vacation. We were driving through, I believe, Virginia, and I noticed a solitary barn in the distance, set a ways back from a beautiful farmhouse.

I announced that I’d love to be a farmer and live all the way out in the country. No one really took me seriously. Continue reading

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