Cabin living North of Seven (4)

Do the locals really appreciate what they have here? I sometimes have to wonder. Are they immune to the beauty and wonder that surrounds them because it's always been there for them? The young want to grow up fast and move to the big cities. The elders seem to take it all for granted. You see them in local greasy spoon restaurants having breakfast and I overhear comments about the 'hunt' or how the elk are ruining their crops. Which is fine....part of the ambiance, but do they ever just walk out in the forest, explore the woods, smell the roses?

I love to feel the country and listen to it breathe, to listen to the sound of the wind stroking the trees at night, rustling the oaks and bending the pines. There is such an abundance of wonder right here at my fingertips. It just never ends. I especially love the evening when the gray light from the misty day is bleeding through the window; the stars come out and the sky keeps its nightly tryst with the land it loves.