Flip Flop
Podunk is a word I once regarded as an insult. My sister used to refer to my husband and me as Lisa and Oliver, as in the show Green Acres. Like Lisa, I loved all things ultra modern: clean, streamline interiors, condos and city lights. So of course, I married a man like Oliver who dreamed of living in the country. "Green acres is the place for me. Farm livin' is the life for me. Land spreadin' out so far and wide Keep Manhattan, just give me that countryside. New York is where I'd rather stay. I get allergic smelling hay. I just adore a penthouse view. Dah-ling I love you but give me Park Avenue..." David and I settled on a plot of acreage almost in the middle of nowhere. I admit it had a secluded charm tucked away in the middle of the woods. Although we had central heat, we used a wood burning stove that heated the whole house in winter. Our homestead grew with a large vegetable garden, small lake, geese, chickens, and one episode with pigs. Thankfully, we didn...