*The Country*

Imagine the tranquility of a mid summers eve sunset... Long shadows appearing amongst the leeward mountian trees... A dove taking flight to the shelter of a whispering pine... Distant cow bells echoing as the herd returns to a dim lit barn... Aunt Betty down the street,yelling "Supper Time" to Johnny hiding in his fort... Children chattering as they set the boundries for their nightly round of kick the can... Mom and dad settling back with a long awaited glass of tea after a hard days work... God I love the country,and the charm of growing up there...