Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm
A raisin me a family and workin on a farm
My days are all filled with an easy country charm
Thank God I’m a country boy gal
My days are all filled with an easy country charm for the next week anyway! We’re visiting family in Iowa, and the song “Thank God I’m a country boy” keeps playing in my mind. Problem is I don’t have a wife and I don’t have a fiddle…but none-the-less I am enjoying this time at a simpler pace. :-)
Childhood memories come flooding back when I’m in this little town. I’m delighted my children will have sweet memories of their own here.
The cousins looking at a few cows and a cute little calf.
(I bet farmers don’t call calves cute…)
Playing on the tractor from 1948 is fun!
So is driving one!
I’ll be back with more country charm throughout the week!
