Lines on the Page

A Sunday or so ago, Dearly Beloved and I went for an evening ride in our 1930 Model A Ford. It’s always fun to go for a drive in that car.

Life slows down. We really breathe the air. We see the leaves waving (they do!). We drive past neighbors we haven’t seen for months and stop for a chat that lasts an hour.

Yes, life slows down. The car is a magnet for kids— for people of all ages. We honk the oo-…