Some things are buried deep within and are part of who we are.
It's good, it's bad, it's beautiful, it's who we are.
We share it, we respect it, we try to understand it and grow from it...
It's who we are.
amiliar still makes me tap my foot and lift my head high.
I joyfully explored the Saturday morning Farmers Market on the square of Murfreesboro, Tennessee the last time I was in town. Thought you might like to go and take a look at small town living...although M'boro isn't so small anymore, it's where I come from.