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Friday, May 03, 2013

We stand on guard for thee

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St. Thomas, ON
June 2009
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Get off the superhighway for a bit and you'll come face to face with life as it was lived decades ago. Sleepy two-lane, unpaved roads bisect massive farmers' fields, with the occasional pickup or tractor breaking the silence. Time seems to either move more slowly here, or it's simply ignored in favor of a cycle driven by when the animals get up, when the sun rises, and when it sets.

That more genteel pace probably explains the guardrail you see here. I doubt it would hold back an out-of-control 18-wheeler. But folks don't drive like that out here, anyway. At least that's what I like to think as I take in this scene and feel the summery breeze on my face.

Your turn: What's the appeal of farm country to you?
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3 comments:

  1. dean2:25 PM, May 03, 2013

    Um... I grew up on a farm. It holds no appeal for me. It's a lot of hard work is what it is.

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  2. dean2:31 PM, May 03, 2013

    Although, now that I think about it, the work held less pressure - there were periods where you had to work long hours and hard, but you weren't juggling many things - you had one thing to do and you had to do it, and so you'd do it 14, 16 hours a day for a week. There's a beautiful simplicity to much of it - mowing took 2 days, so I'd start Saturday morning and mow all weekend, finishing just before dinner on Sunday. Or if it was summer, I'd mow from 7:00 - 11:00 for a week.

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  3. ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®©4:01 PM, May 03, 2013

    Not much holds an out-of-control 18 wheeler...
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