That Easy-Going Feeling...

I make mention of my love of country music farther down in this collection of writings, but I thought I would especially spotlight it here, too, because few would guess that I'm such a country music fan. I have never been to Nashville, Tennessee, and I didn't exactly grow up surrounded by country music, but there's something about a country song that feels so good. Now, I don't yet own cowboy boots, but I do have a cowboy hat. I have gone to several country concerts in the past couple of years, and have seen some of the top acts of the day. I like anything that puts me in mind of easy going, independent determination. Fun skepticism with a dash of genuine heart and great lovin' tossed in for good measure. Country music, to me, is like a nice smile on a warm summer day, when the datebook and timepiece don't matter at all, and the sun just shows me the way through the day on that long walk to nowhere in particular. Or as Dierks Bentley sings, "...Free and easy down the road I go..."