i wanna touch the earth
i wanna break it in my hands
i wanna grow something wild and unruly

i wanna sleep on the hard ground
in the comfort of your arms
on a pillow of bluebonnets
in a blanket made of stars

i wanna walk and not run
i wanna skip and not fall
i wanna look at the horizon
and not see a building standing tall

i wanna be the only one
for miles and miles
except for maybe you
and your simple smile

~ dixie chicks said it all in a song

i was reminded yesterday, as i took a drive deep into the country, exactly why i moved back to texas. my soul has been craving these wide-open spaces, miles upon miles of green and trees, fresh air, peace and quiet, friendly faces, slow-paced life, front porch sitting and heart-warming smiles for quite some time now.

my time in the backwoods this weekend consisted of all those things and more.