The first time we went was in late September when the weather was still quite warm. I went horseback riding with a fun group. It's funny to watch people ride who have never been on a horse before.

Last week was a bit different. On Wednesday we woke up to a couple of inches of snow and it kept falling throughout the day. It was cold, but so very beautiful. This was the view from the window of my cabin.

I thoroughly enjoyed having a real fireplace fire in my cabin. At one point, I was alone in my cabin - just me, this fire and a good book. I could have stayed there staring into this fire all night thinking deep Angie thoughts. Eventually my roommates came home and I had to pretend to be social again.

Being in the country made me a bit melancholy. Things touched my heart there. People touched my heart.
The country brings peace to my hectic life.