Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Katie Cowgirl

I grew up in an old farm house. By time I was living in it the neighbors were about a two minute walk away and it was basically a five minute drive from anything you could ever really need, right in the middle of the city. Blogs like this (scroll down it a little until you get to the farm pictures) make me wish I grew up on a real farm. Yeehaw.

2 comments:

my name is lauren. said...

i had the same feeling.....

until i remembered that living on a farm = shoveling poop, milking cows, overalls and the like.

hmmmm....no thanks. i'll just enjoy the pictures :).

Anna said...

yippie kay-ay