days go by and by gone days

And as the days slipping from one into the next and summer is in full swing and the daisies are in bloom and the lettuce gets snipped out of the garden and family goes back home and other family comes to visit and time is spent reconnecting and together my cousin and I take a short break and find a place to stay from days gone by. And as we step into the home axed into existence 160 years ago I feel somewhat panicky wondering if I will have enough time to absorb the wonder of it in 2 short days and nights and I marvel at the enormous logs and the smell of wood smoke and the light quietly reflecting off a well worn floor and the thought of the original family lying buried in the nearby woods

and we slow down and relax

and make a cup of coffee

and we drink it while we talk on the porch

and watch the red winged blackbirds on the grasses

and we enjoy.

We drive by those who live the life of the early days that we teach the children about and wonder about their choices and think of the simplicity of life but also the difficulty of such an existance.