HOME. Sweet, sweet home.

As wonderful of an opportunity that it is to be in other countries and all over the United States, my absolute favorite place to go is still the country. Of Kentucky. Where my family is. And where my dirty, disobedient, and could-be-mistaken for-junkyard-inhabitant pets live.

Contrary to popular belief and misconceptions, we do wear shoes. We have teeth. And I've fortunately not met anyone that married their cousin. 

My family lives in a small plot of land that got a name and a zip code. We're forty-five minutes from any 'big city.' The sign for the post office is bigger than the building itself. There's a general store called (wait for it) 'STORE,' and it's not uncommon to be late getting to work because you got stuck behind a tractor.

It's a place where the grand opening of a giant grocery store called for the presence of the mayor and the local high school's marching band. It's the little things, people.

There are few words to describe how much I love retiring my suitcase for a few days and waking up to drink french press coffee with ice in a mason jar and farm fresh cream from our cows down the road (Natasha and Miss White, respectively).

In the evenings, we walk. It never gets old, and it never gets less beautiful. My mom and sisters and I never stop believing that we can make the feral barn cats love us, even when they resist and someone reminds us we could possibly be infected by disease.

And you haven't seen stars until you've laid on my driveway and seen where God keeps all of them.

That's a sculpture in our yard. Not a crazy silhouette on the side of our house.


My sister. She's pretty and sweet. That's a special combination.

My family has mannequins. No, we don't really have a reason beyond scaring people with them.


  1. I wanna come visit!! Its so beautiful!! And then you can come visit my little dwelling place in Powder Springs GA! I promise it's better than college park :)

  2. So I recently started following your blog after my friends Jen and Jade wrote about it on their blogs. I loved reading about your travel adventures, only to find out about a week later that you are dating my husbands best friend. Which means that we will soon be friends. And so I felt like a creeper but also really excited. I can't wait to meet you in real life but until then will enjoy getting to know you better through your blog.

    p.s. if you visit my blog don't judge - I just got back from yl camp and haven't updated in a long time :)

  3. Brittany: Yes, please give me a better Atlanta experience than College Park. I would LOVE that.

    Anne: Ahhhh! Oh my gosh, it is not creeper at all. I feel honored that you would be excited to meet me and I can't wait for us to be friends!!!! And I totally stalked your blog.


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