Last weekend I took a little road trip. It was a much-needed getaway. And let me tell you, when I stepped out of my car and was greeted with silence, absolute silence – I knew I was in the right place.
My first morning there, I caught the sunrise. I can’t remember the last time I saw the sun rise when I wasn’t headed for work. And starting the morning in a rocking chair on the porch with nothing but the sounds of cattle in the distance…Heaven.
I wandered a little bit around the property while the temperatures were still relatively cool.
And to top of the day, I watched the sunset too.
It was the best weekend – full of good food, friends and laughter. Oh and margaritas…we can’t forget the margaritas.