So interesting how a day can unfold, giving way to
pauses that encourage you to believe in the resourcefulness of mankind and the
country way of communicating…
Today while sipping coffee in ‘full on’ no
make up and just out of bed hair, a young man walks onto the porch, as I see
him I think, “Oh no what does he want” (yes ‘want’ came to mind first, hum…) and
since I have a glass door there is no ‘escaping’ the fact that I am home.
Time to walk the walk, my value is not on the
outside as I answer the door in what may look like an early Halloween costume! But all kidding aside, this is a slight step
back in time casting aside the iPhone, internet,
Facebook, Craig’s list etc. to a good old fashion drive in the neighborhood ready
to leave your hand written contact information ripped from a small spiral bound
notebook situated in the upper right hand pocket of a flannel shirt. (I expect there will be much more to selling the wood, but I like this version...)
The words went something like this…My folks live
up the road and their outdoor wood furnace is no longer working (after many
years of warming a beautiful large country home) and they have decided not to
replace it, so they’re selling the wood and
I know you guys burn wood, so thought I’d see if you need any.
The conversation in a door way on a cold fall day
continued…concluding with a smile, thank you and nice to meet you (I haven’t met this neighbor in nearly 17 years of
living here, that is a blog of its own). The
face to face marketing of fire wood on a piece of notebook paper with hand
written contact information, ah I love the country!
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