Sometimes those urges pass unanswered.
Sometimes, big changes ensue.
Take a trip to Scotland, rich with rural beauty and long views of the sea, sky, and rolling hills. Add a wife who fills my inbox with photos of quaint homes on local acreage. Toss in my odd but unfulfilled longing for a clothesline, and a handful of barking JRTs who really need room to run...Let simmer for a few months, and you've got me, thinking it may really be time to move back to the country.