Sorry folks, I would have had three or four posts out by now, but I had to mow the lawn. Which meant 2 hours of trying to get his royal highness up so we could walk to the gas station, get gas, walk back, ask him to move the hose while I mow the side yard, yell at him to move the hose so I can mow there, mow the front yard, dig sand burrs out of my leg, kick the dead gophers out of my line, shoo the cat away, find a wasp nest, mow the back yard, knock over a trash can because I am too lazy to yell at him to move them for me, mow down the 2 foot weeds in the garden because I am finally admitting that nothing is growing this year, put the mower away, ask him to start his laundry and hear his immortal response to everything…why do I have to do everything around here? Um, yeah, mowing the lawn in this house can be a 4 hour ordeal and usually ends in a lot of yelling.
Anyways….let’s take a quick trip back to the good ole days…
James and Harriet rode down the dusty road in their buggy to the town picnic by the river to celebrate the nation’s birthday. Although the town didn’t really need a reason to come together, it just happens naturally around these parts. Harriet spent the last three days baking her famous chocolate cake and she heard from Nancy, who heard from Agatha, that Mary was baking her famous white cake. She was looking forward to this picnic because she loved Mary’s white cake. Harriet could never get hers quite right, and even though James would never let on, she was sure he preferred Mary’s too.
As they arrived and got out of their buggy, Harriet began looking at the spread on the tables and sure enough there was Mary’s white cake with white frosting and red roses. Harriet set her cake down on the table next to Mary’s and together they covered nearly the whole table.
“Harriet, darling, that cake looks divine,” Mary called, coming over to inspect the newest arrival. “I look forward to your chocolate cake every year.”
“Thank you, Mary. I must confess that I looked forward to your white cake every year.”
The two women laughed as they mingled with the other women while they watched the children and the men gathered by the riverbank to discuss whatever it is men discuss at town picnics. Harriet once thought to ask James, but then she decided they probably discussed business and that just didn’t interest her.
“So, James did you read in the newspaper this morning about that young fool?”
James chuckled. “Which young fool this time, Edward?”
“Henry….henry…oh what was his last name?”
“Ford?” Andrew asked, sipping his lemonade.
“Yes, that was it. Henry Ford. Seems that right fool wants to make a horseless carriage.”
“Oh, really?” James asked. “Had not read that.”
“Yes, he claims it can run on that gasoline they make back East. Wants to all it a Model A, Model T, or some silly thing like that. Makes me think of model soldiers I used to make as a boy.”
“Now that is a silly thing to come up with,” Andrew said.
“Yes,” James said and laughed. “Next thing you know someone will want to invent an aero mobile and just fly places like a bird.”
The men laughed.
This was inspired by the Three Things Challenge prompts: Model A, road, airplane
I wish I could add videos here because there are two Twilight Zone episodes that fit this “return to the good old days” fantastically, but approached it in two different directions. A Stop at Willoughby is about an advertising executive who wants to return to the slow life where a man can live his life full measure, and Once Upon A Time is about a man in the 1890s who goes to the future and meets a man who wants to go to the past, but when both get their wish, neither find it is all they imagined it would be.