My family growing up would take long drives and just look at the houses and landscape. I guess it was a favorite past time for me because when I’m needing a little R&R, I take a little drive by myself.
I steered my car onto the tiny streets of a tiny town recently and was loving the scenic pastures and charming houses. There were goats and sheep and cows and old architecture that was soothing as I rode slowly down the sometimes rough roads.
But then I started to notice some little country quirks. For instance, uh, this:
I think this cute little town has some feisty friends. They seem to be very proactive here.
This little town just jumped 6 points on the not-so-charming-but-nevertheless-very-likeable scale. If that were ever a thing.
And I started to think that maybe they had quite their fair share of spinal cord injuries here when I saw this:
Fun AND safe.
But I think what pushed it over the edge for me was when I saw their multipurpose building:
Does your to-do list include researching, seeing the mayor, fighting a ticket, and getting a restraining order?Just think of the TIME the residents here save!
This is my kind of place.
I think I’ll be taking more drives into this very exciting, tiny town.