Thursday, July 17, 2008

Slow rider.

Life in a small Pennsylvania town can be very unhurried most of the time. But once in a while something creeps in to town to remind you how rural this place truly is. For example, after I parked my car, but before Lili and I could get out, I saw a combine (second in the on-coming lane) making its way down a busy street with its hazard lights blinking as if to remind people to slow down and enjoy this Summer day.