We have had 365 sleeps in our new house! 1 whole year. 
We have had some bumps along the way. A broken furnace. Bats in our Belfry. And who could forget the Taming of the Shrew!
And we have also had so many good times!
We have seen turkeys in the winter. Sat on the porch for a beautiful snowfall. We have grown our own food in the garden. Of course I have to laugh at the Farting Frog! So many good times making this house our home.
We have come full circle this year. We are settling down to get ready for my favorite day of the year.
I have really enjoyed sharing my hobbit adventures with all of you. I am so grateful I have people to share my stories with, in real life and in the blogosphere. This is a home I can see spending the next 30 years in and not getting tired of it.
Our Home
Truly, I am Lovin Life on a Dirt Road!
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About Life on a Dirt Road
All About Me
I grew up a suburb girl. I have lived in suburbs all over North America. It started in California. From there I moved to Alberta, Canada followed by British Colombia. Washington and Kansas were next. There were a couple of times we packed up our whole house, put it in storage and moved to Baja California, Mexico for the summer. Texas followed and then Michigan. In each of these places I have found things to love.
They were all suburbs though. Neighbors right next door. Some fantastic neighbors…some not so much.
Until December 2011.
We wanted to get away from the neighbors and live out in the country. We wanted peace and quiet. We didn’t want to see or hear our neighbors. We wanted nature.
We found the house of our dreams (or the house of our dreams in the rough) and moved out to the country. On a dirt road.
Life is different on a dirt road. I never really understood that before. Dirt roads themselves have lives of their own. Each day driving on one is different. Some days the ride is smooth. Freshly graded. Nary a washboard or pothole in site. Over night things change. Washboard roads appear. Potholes big enough to chip the paint off your mom-van. Driving becomes an art in maneuvering around obstacles…potholes…deer…washed out roads…turtles. And the potholes change in size and location. It is hardly ever the same ride twice.
Life is different on a dirt road.
It is our life now.
And I love it.
Potholes and all.
I am happy for you and would love to look out on such beautiful trees.
I LOVE looking out at the trees! From every window. Before my Mom came to see my house she kept telling me I needed curtains on all the windows. Now she knows that NO ONE can see in because no one is around. The reason we do have curtains on a few of the windows is to keep it cooler in the summer. So I do get to see beautiful trees everyday.
Congratulations!
Thank you.