You can take the girl outta the country....BUT...

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As a lot of you know I lived for 40 years beside a beautiful lake in the woods of central California. I could see the water from my front porch and deer would come into my yard and eat from my hand and give me kisses to thank me for the food. At night raccoons would come by for their hand outs and sit and "chat" with me in raccoon language and when they finished they would thrill their thanks and scurry on. I would take walks in the woods and when I needed to use the bathroom I would stop and do my business. I always had napkins along "Just in Case". Around the lot and at home I was constantly bare footed. It was relaxed and casual. Often my dinner would be lake caught bass or cat fish. Then in 2017 my house was set fire by PG&E. It burned down to the ground in less than 8 hours. I lived with a neighbor for 3 years and had to leave after he passed away (we were married during the 9 years we dated. His daughter threw me out of the house). I ended up in town. It's quite a difference than the country! First and foremost you always wear shoes!!! My neighbor keeps reminding me to wear shoes! I realized I would never make it to nobility the way I dress and act, unless the nobility are total pagans. The first thing that comes off is my shoes and they stay off unless I am going to the store or the doctor's office. A siren is fair game. We didn't hear many out in the country. We would race to see what was going on. After all we don't have built in entertainment way out in the boonies. Sirens were a signal that something was happening, it was a heads up, maybe they needed help. A leaf blower during the week is another signal that someone is around. I just realized how countryfied I had become when I was trying to figure out where the leaf blower was. Most of the apartment dwellers were in their places with the doors closed, but I was looking for the blower. I also keep looking for my tree squirrel that would come and beg nuts from me. He would come to my window when I first moved in the apartment and beg nuts. I think the previous occupant must have been a country person and fed the squirrels...I'll give it another try. Be fair warned, You can take the girl outta the country....BUT the girl will always be full of the country. City life is okay but I miss my country.