Own a house in the country

i really do.
the city isn’t for me.
nor is the beach.
i grew up there. in the country.
in smothering summers where the winds don’t blow.
and gray winters huddled around a wood burning stove.
raking leaves and chopping wood and listening to coyotes.
picking berries, swimming in ponds, jumping on trees.
getting hurt.
being dirty.
not caring.
being free.

with a garden and dogs and a sloping front lawn and no fences and a big driveway. lots of trees, lots of sun, lots of grass. ideally (and rather unrealistically), i want a place in the city and one in the country. the best of both worlds!

i still need to finish that phd and then get a ‘real’ job. but it’s definitely a priority. i’m a girl from the city and don’t plan on moving to the country, but i see myself owning this little old house by the lake or the sea, as ‘my’ place. And renting whatever i’d need in the city!

I have bittersweet memories. I will never regret the move there and then back home to Chicago.

I love the country. I haved lived in the city all my life and am so tired of it. Everything I love about life is in the country I would like to own a nice home someday with at least 15 acres and a pond or even better a lake. I would love to be able to walk out of my back door and see nothig but trees for as far as I can see.