We were able to take a long weekend and get away to the farm. It was a glorious few days. Not your typical weekend at the farm but a perfect R&R weekend nonetheless. Rednecks & Races.
The sky is bigger and the pace is slower. The air is easier to breathe. The sounds are different and the landscapes never end. It's a place where you don't have to impress because no one is judging you. They care more about how you're doing then how your hair looks. It's a place where yeah, everybody knows your name.
We spent our evenings at the drag strip. Sipping on chilled beverages, applying sunscreen, and talking about nothing, anything and everything. Creating a swarm of paparazzi for our hunky drivers. We practically had to fight the crowd off.
It's summertime and the livin is easy.
I wouldn't trade this Rednecks & Races weekend for anything. Not even for a night at the Ritz Carlton with sushi dinners and latte mornings.