I wandered through tidy rows of farm-grown goods, stopped to chat a bit with this Indian man (yes, I really did, just in case you're wondering), admired a basketful of hickory nuts (since I've read about them in Farmer Boy for as long as I can remember!) and held relics of a bygone era in my hand, wishing I had the weight allowance to bring them back to Europe.
The barn red and stark white appealed to me like no other colors I've ever seen ... well, except for green that is, which is my favorite color in the world. This building is vacant, but just look at the sweet little curtains! I hopped back in the truck exclaiming to my daughter..."We could buy this little dive and I could open my translating business here in the US!"
She's got a bit more sense than I have, sadly for me. "And for whom, pray, would you translate, mom? The cows?"
Sigh... We drove away with empty hands and a reality much more prominent in my mind. But if by chance the day comes that you pass by this podunk town, somewhere west of Rockford and east of Galena, you may just see me sitting in that adirondack chair with a laptop in my hands and a look of utter contentment on my face. Do stop and sit a spell!
5 comments:
beautiful presentation!! bravo!
Wow une indienne: était-elle à vendre? Il me semble que la chaise toute en bas je l'ai déjà vue quelque part. Elle n'est pas en miniature chez toi ?
Really nice post enjoyed it well. Hey the position isn't as far fetched as you think. I know 3 doing it around the SE corner of my state.
Your daughter sounds like my girls! Your comments on my last post were so sweet. I have to thank you for sending me out to get some pictures of my yard for you. Thanks to you, I took the time to really notice some things in my landscaping...one being my camellias starting to bloom. If your travels ever bring you down south to NC, let me know. I would love to meet you! Carla
Enjoyed your post and great photos!! And I love the shots of the old truck in an earlier post!
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