I missed this yesterday, Teresa, but, better that it found me today, just past daybreak, a truck actually rumbled down our road. Such a lovely, atmospheric poem.
I like this a lot. Years ago during the summer a motorcycle used to buzz past my house every weekday at 6:30AM. At first I found it annoying. But soon it almost served as a comfort. Daily life was good. I realized how fortunate I was. I now miss the sound of that motorcycle.
I like this. There are different rhythms in rural live. A truck as an alarm clock is one that is unique but rings so true. I love your observations and the simplicity in your expression. This was really good.
I missed this yesterday, Teresa, but, better that it found me today, just past daybreak, a truck actually rumbled down our road. Such a lovely, atmospheric poem.
ReplyDeletePenny, It's so good to see you here ... I find the sound very comforting ... Thank you.
DeleteI like this a lot. Years ago during the summer a motorcycle used to buzz past my house every weekday at 6:30AM. At first I found it annoying.
ReplyDeleteBut soon it almost served as a comfort. Daily life was good. I realized how fortunate I was. I now miss the sound of that motorcycle.
Steven, There's something almost like a ritual about these things that are a nice part of our lives ... I understand ... :)
DeleteI like this. There are different rhythms in rural live. A truck as an alarm clock is one that is unique but rings so true. I love your observations and the simplicity in your expression. This was really good.
ReplyDeleteYes, I love these rhythms to rural life ... it feels right and good. Thanks, Bill.
Delete