Small Towns

   The days are swiftly moving toward Fall and I am dragging my feet trying to savor the smell of summer, the warmth of the sun and the length of the days. Why do the months go so quickly now that I am older , when I am not in any hurry. I want to crowd so much into the week but never seem to accomplish all that I plan. One thing I want to do is have a coffee party and invite my new friends that I have met since moving to this home. I have not seen such welcoming people as these for many years, it reminds me of years ago when neighbors often visited, and when people knew and cared about those living around them. We have been invited for meals, to go camping and other activities and when we go to the little church in town we are greeted with the same warmth. There is a lot to say for small towns where you can get to know the person that waits on you at the hardware store and the waitress at the local cafe calls you by name or in one cafe where the waitress calls us "honey". They don't just shove your food at you but rather linger to chat a bit.
   We considered building a new home but I am so glad we didn't, this home on 20 acres is established with mature trees, shrubs and flowers. Granted the shrubs and flowers may not be just where you would have placed them but when the lilac's are in bloom you soon forget that and just enjoy. To have trees that are giants always makes me fill with awe, how old are they I wonder. I am some what of a worry wart so of course I get filled with concern should we get strong winds and I see them swaying and hear the pines clanking against each other but I realize too that they have stood the test of time and weather.
   Don has been so kind to erect the arched arbor we bought and to nail the lattice work to the wall of the garage so I could plant the four clematis vines I bought and he hauled black dirt to flower beds and hauls branches and debris away. How could I ever have done it all. Love comes to me in daily doses of thoughtfulness through Don, I am truly blessed.
   Next week Don and I have been invited to join the camping club again and to go camping at a neighboring farm. Last time we did it was so much fun and I think there were about 30 campers. We miss our full time rving life style and we are thankful for our new friends for including us.
   The day is so beautiful I think I will take another stroll around the yard to admire my flowers, watch the birds and maybe there is a ripe tomato to pick.