Summertime country time

A few days ago we left NYC, making a break for the country.  We drove 785 miles to Ben's parents' home in Indiana.  August in New York is hot and humid.  The city boils.  The garbage on the streets (no alleyways in nyc) is more noticeably fragrant.  We have flexibility right now with our jobs, so it seemed the perfect time to take off.

Driving 785 miles with a 2 year old isn't high on my list of things to do again soon, although Arlo was in good spirits most of the way.  But being here is great, being here in the house Ben and I got married in.  It's nice to think about all the adventures we've had since then, and how many more we're slated for.

Plus it's just beautiful here.  Trees, open sky full of stars at night.  A yard for Arlo to run around in...

But as much as I love being here and enjoying the open space, I think for now it just helps solidify what we're doing in the city, and that's the right place for us right now.  Someday we'll break free.  But no rush.  Not yet.