I’ve walked down this country road for over 13 years. Now I’m learning to run on this road. I never get tired of the scenery. The cows always stare at me as I go by. Around the curve and up the hill is Lacy, the friendly border collie who begs for me to pet her. Then there’s Lulu, a large fluffy white dog that barks until I run past her. Going and coming back.
I used to push my youngest in a stroller down this road, while my older two rode their bikes. Now my youngest out runs me on this road and my older two have no time for bikes now. They have cars and jobs and friends they want to see.
The little old church and the newly renovated barn, chicken houses, neighbors’ homes and hay fields are on this road. I love this road.
My country road.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: The Road Taken