Geez! I grew up far from theaters, museums, arcades, chain anything. We lived on a farm, and I loved it. I never ran out of things to do. There were lots of chores, but also fishing, hiking, sitting in a fruit tree making a pig of myself, sitting on top of the chicken house to see what the world looked like from up there, riding my pony, teasing the cows, catching grasshoppers, shelling walnuts and hickory nuts, picking berries, trying to sneak up on rabbits, catching tadpoles and raising them in a little pool by the house. When we moved from the farm I was miserable. I had nowhere to go that I could be alone and just think. I couldn’t go for a walk after dark. I could see only a few stars at night.
Nowadays I need city living so I have hospital and other needs nearby. I’m just so glad for myself and my daughter that I found a place with a back yard which is pretty well closed in by the woods. It is also very good that the birds planted black raspberries along the back of the property!