You Can't Take The Country Out Of The Girl......

October is always welcome with a contemplative  glow surrounding me.  For those who don't like a writer's figurative style, that means I spend the month of October pondering the past, present, and future.  As I work on my new and old paintings, I began to contemplate my choice of music this morning.  I am listening to Collin Raye, yes, ladies and gentlemen, Country Music.  I asked myself the question, why am I listening to this?  Why is this music creating a peace inside of me?  Why am I craving the feeling this music brings to me?  One answer, NYC has left this part of me untouched.  No matter how long I am in NYC, I will always be a country girl at heart.  I will always be that girl who grew up loving the smell of a horse and all the "droppings" that come with the scent of a horse.  I will always be that girl who had the best summers of her life spending every single day in the barn listening to country music, who lived for the county fair each year, and who will not ever be ashamed of where I came from!!  As I continue to adapt to this new culture of NYC by walking through the streets of Manhattan annoyed with mindless tourists and always in a hurry, I will always be the girl who loved growing up in Wisconsin.