“Reader, I married him. A quiet wedding we had….”,

then I moved from a large metropolitan area (Kansas City) to his quiet town in southeast Kansas. Now what? I knew the sidewalks would roll up at 5 p.m. since I grew up in a small town. However, sixteen years in big cities can spoil a lady!

After the busyness of packing up my life and wedding preparations…after honeymoon traveling…here we are. What does one do with oneself when the cars in rush hour traffic can be counted on two hands, when one falls asleep to the tick tock of a clock instead of police sirens, when an adventure has to be created instead of choosing from infinite events? A person finds beauty in the details of life and has time to find the beauty.