I live in Los Angeles. There’s a lot of traffic. And people. And smog. And concrete.
I dream of the day that I have grass under my feet. Clean air to breathe.
And pies to make for my neighbors.
Neighbors next door to the house I can afford to buy, and the yard I can have a garden in…
And maybe a goat named Amy…maybe I’ll make goat cheese.
I like goat cheese.
Maybe I’ll have chickens too…
I’m off to BlissDom this week….in Dallas. Maybe I won’t come back. 🙂