BEST SMALL TOWN COUNTRY STORIES

You guys are right about the not-needing-to-get-dressed up thing! I love that part!

hsm- it's like they say: You can take the girl out of the country, but you can't take the country out of the girl!

I hear yah. This country girl will never turn city. Just isn't in me. Thank God i'm a country girl LOL lOL

In rural GA nobody waves as you drive by. Instead, the driver lifts a finger or two off of the steering wheel to acknowledge another car/driver.

When we first moved from Miami, FL Daddy kept saying, "They're not raising the finger I'm used to!"

And when you learn to drive in the country, which is usually by driving a pickup in a field, you better be careful when you get out on the road. Otherwise the neighbors call your folks to report you and everyone calls you 'Mario' for a while....

hsm, in the country you get the stares if you ARE all dolled up to go to the convenience store!!

One of my friends lives out in the boonies. His bank HANDWRITES his receipts. I had never heard of that before him!

Now, that is total Green Acres like.

Country living is nice, but like all things has its drawbacks. The biggest for me is that medical facilities are farther away, and you might have to travel a long way to have a procedure done.

Nonetheless, I like country living. It is nice when people will acknowledge your precense, give you a nice "hello," and treat you with a little respect. The city I live in does have stoplights (really funny that you all live in places with none or just a few, hahaha), but when I stepped into the local feed store, it was nice. Well, silkiechicken and I call it the gossip store as all the ladies were talking to each other, playing with little babies and such.

But, I don't really live in the country as I live near a university and you've got all the traffic, people, and trouble that comes along with that. People still drive rudely when school is in session, less so during the summers. But I came from the Seattle, WA area, so this is still a welcome change. Getting a few acres out away from town would be great!! Gotta save up for that one, though.

I'd say the biggest thing I like about country living is...














Exactly. Peace and quiet.

Just wanted to share a cool thing that happened yesterday!

We've been living/renting here at our little slice of rural heaven for about 6 years. We know our closest neighbors rather well, even though we tend to keep to ourselves, mostly. I know they are here for me if I need any help and vice versa.

Since our Banties began laying a few weeks ago, Skip & I had planned on taking a dozen of the eggs up to the neighbor who lives closest to our main coop/run. I laughed about them being a peace-offering since our boys have been loud & rowdy here of late. Skip ran the eggs over to him yesterday, they spent awhile talking and Skip came home with a gallon of fresh raw milk! That really made my day as I haven't had "fresh" milk since I was a kid on my uncle's dairy farm.

And here are some of our favorite neighbors...

The landlady's cows...





Dawn

I grew up in a small town 30 miles North of Houston, called Porter, TX. My parents both commuted to Houston for work and people didn't understand why we lived way out in the "boonies."

Anyway, I remember why - we lived in a subdivision, but all of the lots were at least 1 acre. We knew all of our neighbors and on Friday nights everyone would meet across the street from our house to sit and gab in front of a little fire, while all the kids ran around in the dark playing hide and go seek. Those are some of my best memories of growing up. We could not wait for Friday nights.

I remember one morning being woke up by my parents, it had snowed overnight. It never SNOWS! At least not in SouthEast Texas. My family and our neighbors were running around acting like crazy people that had never seen snow before - throwing snowballs at each other. The snow was melting so fast - we would stop cars to scrap what we could off their hoods/trunks to keep the fun going as long as we could.

Now I live in Conroe, this is the furthest I've ever lived from my parents - 11 miles. I'm more in the country now than ever before and I couldn't imagine living in the city or on top of my neighbor. Even after having a tree fall on me, I still I love this Country Life and would not trade it for the world.