I passed them yesterday morning, walking to their school.  Across the fields they traveled, their
backpacks and lunches with them.  I thought to myself, as to how many different forms of
transportation the children in America take, to get to school.  I'm not sure there
are too many with this method.

I walked a mile to school every day, in the town I lived it.  My husband walked a mile to his school.
I think about those days at times, and conclude that life is so different in today's world.
I knew who lived in most of the homes I passed along the way.  I knew the crossing guards by
name. 

What form of transportation did you take to get to your elementary school?

In the morning, and again in the evening, I pass many farms.

Whether it is early in the day, or late in the evening, the farms offer a unique,

and peaceful scenery for all who pass by

.

As the sun was setting last evening, I was reminded again, of how much work

is required to operate a farm.  It was 7:00pm, and the farmers were

still in their barns and fields, busy at work.

I wonder if those young children walking the fields to their school, will continue the traditions of
those who own and operate the beautiful farms they grew up with?  I wonder if there will be as
many changes when they are grown up, as there were since I was a child?

 

I am most grateful to all those who work the fields and operate the farms. 

I appreciate their work ethic and that they are passing that same concept on

to their children.  I am thankful for what they continually teach me, as I drive

the many roads in my part, of our great country.

 

Wishing you scenes of beauty as you go through your day today.