|A Cottage by the Sea||
My usual walk takes me through a rather quiet, simple neighborhood. The unpretentious homes exude warmth and good family times. Just the place for raising kids and then staying around to enjoy visits from grandchildren. Over the years I’ve become used to the occasional sound of a leaf blower or a car passing by. That was about it for machines--well, up until the other day. What do I make of the two motored carts driven by six year old twins around their driveway and lawn? It felt very noisy—the actual sound and the idea of it all. As I walked away I wondered about the man two houses down, sitting out in his yard reading.
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4/30/15 Finishing up VG.