Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Simple Days, Simple Pleasures

When young, Mary would sit on the front stoop of the farm house. She'd smooth the sandy soil and with a stick she'd write in dirt. At 92 she can still see herself doing that.

Mary also liked to sit on the steps and look for out-of-state license plates on passing cars.

"We didn't need fancy toys to make us happy. They were simpler times. And, oh, how much things have changed. You should see the farm now! You wouldn't recognize it." By this she means the old homestead isn't well taken care of.

[Ed Searl]

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