I have been suffering with a summer cold, or virus, or something, for the past week. But I'm happy to report that I'm starting to feel like myself again.
I read a few books over the weekend, as I lounged in my pj's. One was very interesting - The Year of the Goat: 40,000 Miles & the Quest for the Perfect Cheese, by Margaret Hathaway. I've always had a fascination with goats, so this book was on the top of my Amazon wish list. I did enjoy it very much, but was disheartened by the amount of time spent on the topic of raising goats for goat meat. OH, NO!
But I was happy to see, by the end of the book, that the author and her husband decided they could not adapt to that lifestyle. They want to raise dairy goats, learn to make goat cheese, and live a simpler life on a small farm. That sounds blissful, doesn't it?
After living for 48 years (yes, last week I hit the big 48), I've learned that a simple life makes me happy. That the small things in life are the most important.
Have a simple day!
