I also thought I would put a couple of pictures of from when I went back to Austin over Memorial Day weekend. I find it hard to explain to people why I miss it so much there. I grew up on 20 acres in a small town about 20 minutes outside of Austin. We had horses, goats, dogs, chickens, cats, and even a prairie dog at one point. To me, there's just no comparison between that life and then now living in downtown Phoenix where I can see into my neighbors house just by looking outside my window and my backyard consists of a cat littler like gravel. I miss grass. Anyway, here are the photos to share what home means to me.
My dogs back home:
The baby goat that was born the day I arrived back home:
And this video of a baby goat that was born about 3 days before I arrived:
Anyway, that's all folks. I don't post often, and when I do usually the only person who it interests is me. =) If anyone does make it all the way to the bottom to read my question, I'm curious: What does home mean to you?
1 comment:
Jamie,
Totally get the whole farm thing! Grew up on a 1/4 section (that's about 200 acres) and it's always nice to go back. It's nice to remember a place that runs at a slower pace. :)
Love squid's new do, he'll be much cooler... course I suppose you guys could just play waters every day. :D
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