Wishful Thinking {guest post ~ Jeanne Oliver }

I grew up in a small town in Illinois.  Sometimes you know you won't stay and that the world is calling you.  Sometimes the very things you ran from...you later will come to long for.  When I go home now to see my parents, it is the little things that bring peace and joy.  

I think the corn looks so beautiful when it is high and it lightly sways in the wind.  I love the rich brown of the soil.  The soil that looks like brownie mix and will grow anything.  As the sun sets and all the lightning bugs come out to play.  As they light up the fields as they fly.  The quiet of the country.  How when I am in the country, I want to grab a blanket and cuddle with my husband under the stars.  {No one is looking.  Why not.}  Morning coffee on the porch while there is still dew on the grass.

Someday.  Someday we will have our land.  Our quiet.  Our morning coffees on the front porch.  Our summer nights filled with fireflies.  Our garden ripe from the soil that will grow anything.  Our secret cuddles under the stars.  I don't know where we will find our little bit of land.  But we will.  Someday.  

What are you wishing for?

Jeanne Oliver is one of those people who is extremely talented, beautiful inside and out, and hilarious {I'm talking don't have your mouth full of food or drink when she tells a story or else...that kinda funny}.  I'm hoping she visits me one day soon, or at least I get to see her again next year at ALT.  She sticks with you that Jeanne...a country girl with a city flair who you just don't want to lose track of on your friendship radar.   

[images via Jeanne Oliver]