Mercnbeth -> RE: Country Life vs. City Life (2/21/2008 10:20:24 AM)
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country life was harsh. stunning in beauty, but harsh. a rifle, loaded, behind the front door---because the friendly deputy informed us that we needed to be able to take care of whatever predator came our way, human or otherwise, becuase the authorirites wouldn't be able to get out to us fast enough. there were always chores to be done, always. there was always something laying about dead in some state of decomposition. adobe mud stains, forever. bear and mountain lion stalking the livestock and the wee ones. city folk dropping their bags of trash, old appliances and unwanted pets at your gate. 30 in the winter, 120 in the summer. poison oak sending your friends from town to the hospital. the small-minded, ultra-conservative, fundamentalist Christian inhabitants that neighbor your acreage sometimes riding over on their horses, drunk as hell, threatening to shoot you. the local social club is full of shit-kicking, tobacco chewing, wrangler-wearing, simple folk determined never to expand their minds beyond their own gate. just a few thoughts about country living, from one who did 20 years of it, and hopes only to visit it, if at all, in the future.
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