The Country

I now understand why people call the country, "the country"

It is like a whole other universe, with tractors

man made, mini bridges, almost too unsteady to even hold a person,

people who go into town to the diner on wheels,

and others who stay home and tend to their wheelbarrows.

Suburbia

There are actually seasons on the east coast,

Morning dew covers the leaves

The fire station is in town

and the pretty shingled houses look untouched

while ladies sit inside, having some afternoon coffee.