Once upon a time, in a pleasant valley approximately one century, thirteen years and thirty two minutes away (according to Google Maps), farm friends flocked to savor homemade ice cream.
The wheat danced in the breeze,
as guests, having traveled google map's 32 minutes by car, made the final 113 year leg of the journey by horsedrawn carriage.
past strange machines,
a sheep shearing gizmo,
and a chicken coop,
until they could hear the steady thumping of a one-cylinder engine from a distant century,
that fed the socializing multitudes ice cream with strawberries, chocolate syrup and sprinkles on top.
It was all the milkers could do to keep up.
No comments:
Post a Comment