When I was a kid in the 70’s my mom had a big can of chips delivered every week or 2. And every once in awhile a can of cookies. Wish I could remember the milk that was delivered. It was in a 2.5 gallon container with a spout on the front for easy access. Never thought I’d be nostalgic about my youth in the 70’s Ohio. But here I am.
I want this house way out in the country. I feel relaxed just looking at it. Daydreaming: Walking around barefoot in the grass listening to the birds sing and the bees buzz in the flowers. Slight breeze, sun beating down warming my bones.