There's this stretch of I-270 as you approach Frederick where you crest a hill and the mountains (mountains? hills?) are right there in front of you. Every time I see those mountains I take a deep breath and smile.
As I near the barn, the views get better. The very last stretch of the trip involves winding through an industrial park but don't let that mislead you. Behind those buildings is a gorgeous view of Springdale Farm, the property the Sweet Clover barn sits on. And check out those mountains off in the distance.
I grew up in the full-fledged suburbs and the only camping I ever did was when I was a Girl Scout. Aside from wandering around the creeks near my house with the kids in my neighborhood, I wasn't so much of an outdoorsy girl. Although my upbringing was definitely more city than country, my dad was raised in a fairly rural area, and I always loved going up to New York to visit my grandparents and play in the creek by their house among other things.
There's something I love about being out in the country, especially out near the Appalachians where you can see the green rolling hills and the blue mountains in the distance. I felt the same way when I was in college in Charlottesville (check out some of the views there in this post). I love the fresh air, the animals, and the space to explore. I'm in constant awe of how beautiful these areas are.
Agreed! I live about 40 minutes away and sometimes I just don't want to drive all that way. But when I get to the farm it is totally worth it!
ReplyDeletei feel the same way every time i see the mountains after i have been away- it's like, aaah, there's home! something about the mountains calms the heart.
ReplyDeletebahaha "camping" in girl scouts. I remember those days. too funny!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos! I can just smell the clean country air.
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