Hello, ye drivers of automobiles! ’Tis time to warn you, once again, of the great travail that plagues the asphalt byways of this fair country.
Yea, verily, ’tis time for the fine folk in this vicinity to take part in their normal transhumance rounds. On every road, except those in the Federal Interstate System, you may find the gentlemen (and, gentlewomen and their good children) aboard various steeds… whether with four legs or four wheels. They will be involved and concentrating on moving their charges from one pasturage to another.
I most humbly request that your honor their diligent work by slowing your assorted vehicles down to their lowest gear and carefully make your journey through their midst. I plead that you keep an eye out for good children on their steeds and single minded canines as they go about the business of the day.
I understand you have appointments, deadlines, or reservations to meet… but, I beg of you…
SLOW DOWN.
BREATHE.
ENJOY THE SCENERY AND THIS LOVELY PASTORAL MOMENT.
ROLL YOUR WINDOW DOWN, LISTEN TO THE MEADOWLARK SING, SMELL THE RAIN UPON THE WIND, AND PRAISE THE CREATOR FOR A WONDERFUL WORLD.
So ends my public service announcement until fall!
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Very clever writing! Slow down, indeed…and enjoy the beauty of the natural world.
Absolutely Beautiful!
Well said Carol. So much is missed when we rush.
Slow down and smell the roses, er, Cattle, breezes, wind, rain…! Shouldn’t be speeding through the glorious scenery anyway. (Smile)
Lovely sentiment!