Mild winter months still enfolds us with chillier air and I’m itching to frisk about beneath the soothing heat of the solace warmth of the winter sun. My husband and I love to hop on in another potentially-epic adventure. This time, I finally succumbed to his long time yearning to embark on a cruise. I am now so geared to hit the high seas.
As the year 2018 starts to excitingly unfold its first few pages, I got essentially stirred towards an enforced scribbling of fresh goals on my 365 raw blank pages. So psyched up in molding coveted new memories, venturing on raw experiences and critically leaping on new feat. The unforeseen coming days, weeks and months are riveting and compellingly intriguing.
When the crisp morning air begins to lazily gust on my cheeks, when I see the leaves start to dress in splendor of orange and fiery red, when delicate mists blanket the lush grass-filled meadows, when the tree-lined streets set ablaze with red flame and golden leaves, when the first dainty crystal frosts glisten in silvery sparks glued on twigs, and, in the fullness of time, when I hear the first crunch of the winter snow, then my concealed anticipation of thrill begins to grow. December is manifestly fast approaching!
I have an old soul but a kid at heart. I am always fascinated with historical structures and archaic surroundings. This small town in Illinois did satiate the yearning of an old soul. I also love to always discover new towns, uncover hidden gems in surprising places and relish the adventure it made me feel exploring yesteryears’ tale.
What’s the magnetic allure this Amana Colonies has that I’ve heard so much good about it? I heeded my friends sounding recommendation to visit this place. We arrived there after luncheon hour. I was confronted with a style of houses built in sand stones, red bricks and dark clapboard exterior that gave them their rustic look. Stepping back in time is a theme I kinda adore.
