What a gift!

I cannot think of words to describe how much I love my sweet New England life.  Although I have LONGED to live here for as long as I can remember and although I feel like it has always been a part of who I am; I'm amazed at how it has changed me.  The change has not really been evident in my heart, but oh my has it shown up in my daily wardrobe choices!  When I lived in California, just going about my daily life, it would not be uncommon to hear "You look adorable, today!" from strangers and friends alike.  Well, I haven't heard any accolades about my Bogs which I don every day.  Even still, I'm filled with glee.  I even told Keith not to buy me a birthday present this year.  What??  I love to celebrate people and the important days in their life... including me, and now I wear rubber boots every day and I refuse birthday gifts.  Who am I?  My request was two-fold; we have just spent another obscene chunk of cash on the barn, but more importantly, I genuinely feel like every day of my life here is a gift.

I have so much to be thankful for: my handsome and ridiculously generous prince, my sweet and ridiculously hairy pup, my growing and ridiculously silly chickens, my gracious and ridiculously loving God who's mercies are new every morning!  Peonies in my garden, friends within walking distance and those a phone call away, family near and far, and a 228 year old barn of my very own.  It is in fact, too much goodness.