About 100 years ago... On Tuesday, September 9, 2014, Axil Axil <[email protected]> wrote:
> I had the pleasure this last spring on one of its most beautiful days to > follow a winding path from one hardware store to the next looking for a > specialized and hard to get part for a piece of antique gardening > equipment. This quest took me deeper and deeper into the countryside until > I found a quaint hardware supply from a long-past era that contained a > strange and wonderful assortment of eclectic land care products from a > bygone age. > > From the commanding heights of the store’s hill top parking lot, the view > of the surrounding farms rolled on far into the hazy distance of the > springtime air. This view was beautiful as it seemed to roll on forever > like a painting from a master of the landscape. The farms were immaculately > maintained with not one fencepost out of place, with every row of corn > planted straight and true and the lovingly cared for houses and barns were > all freshly painted in a wonderful rustic palette of complimentary artistic > colors. > > When I left that old-time store and hit the road with my rare replacement > part, the reason for such beauty in the land became clear. The buggies and > bicycles of the Amish were all on the road as that community all were in a > long practiced precession to a community meeting. > > Using a technology that was 300 years old, they had transformed their > small corner of this world into a paradise without the aid of electricity > or oil and gas, just their beloved horses and an abundance of hard work. > This ant like community worked for the common good with all members > cooperating to take care of each other in the harmony of a loving > community. This vivid memory of that beautiful springtime day makes my > peasant roots long for a simpler life and wonder if we might have left the > tracks somewhere along the line of a more fulfilling and satisfying > lifestyle. > > > >
