Well, in my travels around southern Illinois this week I discovered things that just hadn’t occurred to me:

For instance, I discovered that the love of my life lives in Luka, Il.  That is according to Match.com. He doesn’t know it yet, by the way, so don’t go telling him.

Also, that if you go to Target at 8 in the morning when it opens, you will be greeted by an entourage of Canadian geese that guard the parking lot.  And, if you are really lucky, the guy in front of you will turn after paying for his purchases and bless you and the cashier.  Unasked, of course.

Men may not know grammar down here, but they do have manners.  So that’s a tough decision.

The Amish continue to shop at Wal-Mart. Really doesn’t impact me, just an observation.

Small town post offices really are the best.

Sixty degrees in February in Illinois is just unheard of, and it’s pretty nice.  Jogging in a t-shirt and it was only February 23!  Wow!

Watching old movies with Grammy is a nice way to end the day.  (Not really a discovery, as I knew this already)

Watching your city dog dig down crawdad holes is pretty entertaining.  Although it’s not so entertaining having to clean the mud off him afterward.

Waking to the sound of the blackbird in the  morning is just lovely.

As ever,

K. Quinn