“Why hurry over beautiful things? Why not linger and enjoy them?”
Clara Schumann
A father and his son farmed a small piece of land. Every so often, they would pile the ox-cart up with vegetables they had grown in their own garden and trundle off in the direction of the nearest city to sell them. Outside of their name and small family farm, father and son seemed to have little else in common. The old man believed in pausing to enjoy life’s beauty while the son was the go-getter type. One morning in the summer of 1945, they loaded the cart with produce, hitched their only ox and set out.… Read the rest
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