City dwellers, how do you do it? I was in a major metro area for less than 48 hours and the overstimulation (traffic, people, noisy restaurants) just about did me in. A little airline connection drama didn’t help much, either.
The antidote was a lovely afternoon with the leaf blower and mower mulching the maple leaves in the back yard. The mower wasn’t quiet, but my inner farm girl was going “ahhhhhhhh!” the whole time.
I’m drinking Antidote Part 2. Some people might insist that fall tastes like pumpkin spice, but I disagree. Fall tastes like this lovely congou—leafy leather and burlap with a little dried fruit to accompany it. One of these days, when my inner farm girl has a little extra cash in her overalls pocket, she’s going to buy another tin. This is good.
People who liked this
Comments
“Pluff” is really fun to say. Might have to check them out just because of that. Sometimes the grass is greener elsewhere and sometimes we love what we know. I was born and raised in a big city, have been out of it for about 15 years, and miss it every single day. That said, as an extreme introvert, I do understand being overly stimulated. What I love about the city is being able to disappear, being able to find what I want when I want, being able to poke my head out and take in the sights and sounds, and being able to find a quiet place—like the eye of a storm—to centre myself and recover from it all. =)
I have yet to try a klunker in the Oliver Pluff lineup. (And I’m sitting here saying “Pluff” to myself and smiling.) A cousin of mine grew up in and around Philadelphia and was rather fascinated with farm life when she came to visit. Always reminded me of “The City Mouse and the Country Mouse.” Wait…you’re way too young to remember Captain Kangaroo reading that on TV….
I am not, I’m nearly 50! And oh, gosh, Captain Kangaroo, that’s a name I’ve not heard in ages, thank you. =) And heeeey, I’m from NYC, but live just outside Philly now. =)
I remember Captain Kangaroo! And Mr. Green Jeans, I believe?
Count me in as a country mouse as long as there is online tea delivery
Mr. Green Jeans and Bunny Rabbit and Mr. Moose and lots and lots and lots of ping pong balls!
“Pluff” is really fun to say. Might have to check them out just because of that. Sometimes the grass is greener elsewhere and sometimes we love what we know. I was born and raised in a big city, have been out of it for about 15 years, and miss it every single day. That said, as an extreme introvert, I do understand being overly stimulated. What I love about the city is being able to disappear, being able to find what I want when I want, being able to poke my head out and take in the sights and sounds, and being able to find a quiet place—like the eye of a storm—to centre myself and recover from it all. =)
I have yet to try a klunker in the Oliver Pluff lineup. (And I’m sitting here saying “Pluff” to myself and smiling.) A cousin of mine grew up in and around Philadelphia and was rather fascinated with farm life when she came to visit. Always reminded me of “The City Mouse and the Country Mouse.” Wait…you’re way too young to remember Captain Kangaroo reading that on TV….
I am not, I’m nearly 50! And oh, gosh, Captain Kangaroo, that’s a name I’ve not heard in ages, thank you. =) And heeeey, I’m from NYC, but live just outside Philly now. =)
I remember Captain Kangaroo! And Mr. Green Jeans, I believe?
Count me in as a country mouse as long as there is online tea delivery
Mr. Green Jeans and Bunny Rabbit and Mr. Moose and lots and lots and lots of ping pong balls!