Once in a while I have these moments where I think St. Louis is too quiet, too slow, too suburban (where we live), too ______________. Well, one trip to NYC completely reoriented me to the blessings of fly-over land. To be able to sit in my backyard (and to even have a yard) in peace and quiet with my coffee in hand is a blessing. To drive 5 minutes to work, without hearing one horn honk, is a blessing. To not have everyone act like it is another season of Keeping Up with the Unknowwho’s is a blessing. Tranquility is a blessing. St. Louis is a blessing! Go Cards!