Those of you who read my blog from some urban location probably imagine I live in Hicksville, USA. After all, I live in Nebraska. Although I live in the state’s main city, the mere mention of the name “Nebraska” or any other state that ends in “A” probably suggests to you that I live on a street like this:
Quite to the contrary: I live in a suburban housing development like everyone else. But my sister and I enjoyed driving through rural Nebraska to get to the apple orchards yesterday. It was a lovely fall day to be surrounded by cornfields and windmills.
We bought Amish candy and popcorn balls and taffy. We picked up some gourds and pumpkins to later decorate my “puzzle table” with (it’s really the formal dining room table but it hasn’t been used for anything but puzzles). Later, we went to the Omaha Nighthawks UFL game. I love fall for the few weeks we get it. I love everything about it from the falling leaves to the crisp air to the football games. And fall is absolutely gorgeous on a rural drive.