missing the country

I may be training to sing opera, but I think I was born to live life in the country. I am really missing the garden and the peace and quiet. Today, I was looking at one of my favorite photoblogs, and I swore I could smell the country air while I was browsing through the archives. It motivated me to go back through some of the photographs I took late this summer while I was still in Iowa, and I came across some chickens. Good thing my parents & Ayron are coming into town tonight to give me a taste of home.