Countryside

There is something about driving through the countryside that always makes me want to move there – funny way for a person who has never lived in the countryside to feel. But there is something about driving past the fields of growing grain, looking at the huge barrel-like bundles of hay laying about lazily waiting to be carried off and watching the cows and sheep graze that is all at once so unreal and far removed from city dwelling but so … sane. Perhaps it’s a romanticised view of mine but that doesn’t change the fact that I wouldn’t mind moving there.

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