A Breath of Fresh Air

Sometimes admittedly, I get so caught up with work and life in general I forget to take a deep breath and enjoy the simpler things. Last weekend I took a trip back to the Midwest to visit family and friends and it was just what I needed. There were no honking cars, no sky scrapers and no schedules. I forgot how much I missed the fresh air, open spaces, and being able to watch a storm come in from miles away. 

Just picked tomatoes on an old ironing board

Storm rolling in over the soybean fields 

An old wheel barrow turned into a planter

My Grandpa's cat, Romeo