There are always guineafowl along the roadside and they insist upon waiting until the last moment to cross right in front of the car. They do not look left or right, they just go, often with their little families of chicks running behind as fast as their little legs can go.
I see cattle and goats grazing quietly in the sunshine, being picky about what they eat. Butterflies float amongst the wayside flowers and rows of birds sit on telephone wires, watching and waiting for who knows what.
Suddenly a vehicle speeds past me and disturbs all of nature with it's rush of civilization. Slowly then, so very slowly, things settle and once again I continue on my happy way.
Is the modern life style really as great as we make it out to be? If so, why do so many of us escape, if only for a few hours, into the country where we can in peace recharge our bodies and souls?
I will always find something along a country road to lighten my load and make me smile. I cannot say the same for the city roads.
Life is short, but on a country road I always manage to stretch it to it's furthest limits.
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If humans say nature is so beautiful why is it that when we settle somewhere we do everything to change it natural beauty. We cut the grass and make it greener, we build square boxes to live in, we make ugly black lines to drive down and create things that look nothing like nature.
Clive
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