Later in the afternoon, after Big Kiddo left for home, we took a ride East on Pete's Highway, South on 55, West on I12, Florida and Juban. The place names are poetic - Greenwell Springs, Watson, Indian Mound, Dennis Mills, Montpelier, Independence, Tickfaw, Natalbany, Hammond, Albany, Holden, Livingston, Satsuma, Walker, Denham Springs, St. Helena, Tangipahoa. We did roll up a few hills, a first for us in our new home Louisiana. Blue skies, bright sunshine, clean, dry breeze as we rolled past miles and miles of open land made me realize how fortunate we are to live in this beautiful United States. We passed few homes but each was distinctively personal to the inhabitants of said homes. The best part was seeing a few very old, rusty trailers with their neat, beautiful gardens of flowers and vegetables. There is a love of place here that strikes me as different from Connecticut. Yes there are mean, trashy areas as there are mean and trashy human beings wherever you roam on this big beautiful blue marble but there is more warmth, love and beauty than trash. Being in love with God's Earth is good. Now we have to work at teaching all living, thinking creatures to appreciate what He has created.
Okay, time to get off of my preachy soapbox. But I do like it here. Having built in family and friends has helped to bridge the gap - we went from home Moosup to home Denham Springs and all is as it should be.
Quote: To Adam paradise was home. --To the good among his descendants, home is paradise. ____Hare
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