remember the "sunday drive"? sometimes it was straight to and from church, arriving to a home filled with the sent of roast, or sometimes it was a long drive to get to church, which allowed time to cloud gaze out of the window. Sometimes that drive took us around a bend for some yummy lunch or a candy treat, and sometimes it was a detour (shortcuts my dad liked to call them) that lasted a little longer than expected. always, though, there was something about them that made my sunday seem a little better and there existed a closeness with the people i was with (maybe for you jess, britt, and cory a little too close!). i have to say that i had forgotten the peace that a nice drive can bring especially in the fall. kyle and i were showing our house last sunday, and after running errands and fighting crowds at sam's club, he took us down t
his little road just outside of farmington. he wanted to look at a possible land site to buy and build a home on. as i rolled down the window to take a better look, the scent of fall filled the truck. do you know what scent i am speaking of? it smells cool and crisp with a mixture of bark, leaves, and grass all melted together. it took me back to my childhood and playing out in the yard at dusk during the fall. it was such a beautiful area and such a peaceful, happy experience....just thought i would share it with you! 
this is one of the plots that is for sale. on the other side of the trees is a view of the river.
i am not sure if you can see her, but there is a deer standing in the center of this picture. she was there with her baby and another deer. they were standing by the river taking in the same sight we were! and what a sight it was!! 
kyle took this picture as we were parked by the river watching the deer. the river was flowing quite quickly, which filled the air with watery music and babbling.
there were three horses in a field on the way back up the road.they were calm and absolutley graceful. kyle has always been a horse lover, but i am now convinced that we MUST live somewhere where there is enough room for a horse to graze.
we both left with the crisp air filling our lungs and brains with desires of this home sweet home.
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What a nice Sunday! That piece of land looks very tempting but it would look a lot better if it was here. You can have as many horses as you want here too!!!! I like that this little adventure slowed your day and let you enjoy some nature. I don't do that as often as I would like. Love ya and miss you tons.
What a beautiful way to spend a Sunday. I think doing something to slow us down and appreciate our surroundings is what we all need every once in awhile. Hope it started your week off on the right foot!
ummm...if you ever get a piece of land like this before I do...I will become a permanent resident no matter how hard you try to drive me away! this is beauty!i love peaceful drives...and they have become an essential part of my life because they are sometimes the only thing that can relax these babes!
asher and I both fell in love with some baby chicks yesterday at the farm...i want a place where i can raise chicks and have fresh eggs and grow a nice big vegetable garden and have a horse or two and maybe a dairy cow! and pigs of course!
and the smell of fall...oh yes...i know exactly what you are talking about...that musky scent is one of my most favorites smells of them all.
thanks for sharing this little piece of heaven with the rest of us.
asher wants a river in his backyard so badly! just recently he has become a bit obsessed about rivers...in the charming way that he obsesses. all of the streets have become rivers and so now when we go anywhere...we load up in our very own "boat"! i can't wait to show him these pics when he wakes up!
These photos take me back to my childhood when we lived in Pleasant Valley, AZ (Young, Az. now). We lived there in 1934 & 1935 when I was 6 & 7 years old and in the 1st and 2nd grades. The greenery and winding roads through tree shaded areas; most folks had horses, cows, pigs, turkeys, chickens, etc. We had a cow and a pig and chickens. We did not have a river but we did have Cherry Creek that ran right next to our house. Our house was set on high cement blocks to protect us when Cherry Creek was at flood stage. We boys skinny dipped in Cherry Creek in a big hollowed out pool when it was at its calm stage. We gathered gunny sacks of black walnuts in the Fall and Mama put the nut meats in fudge. We had no electricity or running water. We used coal oil lamps and drew our water from our well. Our only ice cream was when it snowed and we gathered the snow in a kettle and quickly added sugar, vanilla and canned mild and that was our ice cream and it was delicious. Mama cooked on a wood stove and we heated our house with a wood burning heater. Mama ironed with flat irons that were set on the wood stove to get hot and then you used them on the clothes till the iron got cold and then you put it back on the stove. Needless to say every mama had about 6 flat irons sitting on the stove at once. It was always a huge pain in the butt when mama and daddy failed to plan ahead and we ran out of coal oil and the lamp flickered out and there was nothing to do then but go to bed if we didn't have any candles!! Pleasant Valley was a beautiful place that has left an indelible imprint on my heart and in my mind. I'm so very glad I lived in those times of pure simplicity and yes...hardship too. It was during the Great Depression and times were rough. When Grandma Lindley (who lived there too) would run out of flour and no money to buy any she would cook a big kettle of pinto beans until nearly all the soup was cooked down and then mash the beans into a doughy consistency, shape it into a loaf and bake it in the oven. Then she would slice it and used it as a substitute for bread. The adults could wolf it down but to me it was the most gagging thing you could put in your mouth so I refused to eat it. But my mind is a portfolio of the good experiences and not the bad. So I loved my 2 years as a child in Pleasant Valley. To me the place lived up to its name!!! GG
Beautiful Sunday drive. Hmmmm....actually that sound wonderful right now. Maybe we need another trip to N.M.! :)
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Yes, I can remember the sound and smell of the wind gently blowing the autumn leaves down the street!
I totally know that smell and miss it dearly. Okay, if you by land and build a house with horses and a river and deer roaming about I am just going ot have to come out and visit! I hope you don't mind. It looks absolutly gorgeous!
P.S. I think Grandpa GG should start a blog. I love your writting Grandpa!
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