my parents have had it for about 5 years.  it’s a little bit in the middle of nowhere and we like it that way.  we had a great trip filled with lots of lounging and eating.  my dad’s new hobby is smoking (meat, not tobacco), so he and jared manned the smoker all day on saturday.  the problem was that it was about 40 degrees and windy as heck, so they set up shop in the garage.  i found them out there, both in rocking chairs, chit-chatting away – they looked like bartels & james.

while they held down the fort, my mom, the short guy, and i went on a little adventure to windyville – seriously, that’s the name of the town.  it’s where my granny grew up and we often visit the house where she was raised and the old general store that her father ran many moons ago.  well, the people who now own the store have a goat.  we named him leroy.  he was very friendly and in need of a haircut.

{leroy meets beckett}

my great grandmother had a very green thumb, and used to have peonies, petunias, and other plants covering their property (about 50 yards from the store).  her pink dogwood still stands and was in full bloom to greet us.

my dad bought a little present for beckett and had it waiting for him when we got there friday.  it was his very own ‘coon-skin’ cap.  of course we had to try it on him.  we were laughing hysterically, and he seemed to like it too.

{king of the wild frontier}

{howdy partner}

we so love living in a city, but it’s great to get out to the country when we can.