Monday night, when Kev was here we went for a bike ride. Usually when we leave the campground, we turn left, heading into town. On Monday, however, Lily requested that turn right, heading away from town. This country road took us along the freeway for about a ½ mile, then twisted and turned towards the mountains, into the country, and right through Hoytsville, where Country Livin’ abounds. How fun it was to get a sneak peek into the lives of our country neighbors.
|First, there is roadkill.|
|I mean LOTS of roadkill.|
|Did I mention the roadkill?|
|Also, you could live in a BEAUTIFUL home like this (last night there was a gorgeous dog laying on the mat in front of the door. It looked like a statue. Just lovely!)|
|Or INSTEAD, you could live in a mobile home, but own a Bayliner, two Winnebagos, and multiple cars (including a red convertible sports car, which was there last night and the night before, but not today).|
Oh, we may make fun of country dwellers a little here and there. But mostly we envy them, especially Kevin. Maybe one of these days we’ll be fortunate enough to buy a small spread among the foothills. We could buy some goats and pigs (my favorite), horses (the girls favorite), an elk or two for Kev, a girlfriend for Tye, cats to catch mice, and plant some alfalfa. Until then, we’ll just enjoy our short rides into the country where everyone waves and say hello, and whether it’s true or not, life seems a little bit simpler.