Several days ago, a young lady asked the following question, “How wide is this path by the river?”
The answer, “Wide enough for a horse and buggy?”
The disbelieving response, “A horse and buggy?,” like a horse and buggy was the most preposterous thing to imagine in Western Loudoun.
Where I live in Lovettsville, we know several neighbors who drive a horse and buggy and one neighbor has the most excellent team of draft horses that pull a high seated stylish wagon.
Ignorance of our local ways puts at risk our livestock, our crops, and the rich and valued history, lurking around almost every turn in our unpaved country roads.
What’s most sad is to misapprehend how much richer is any life lived consciously in the country. Continue reading