Walking in Silence
Yes, they had wagons and carriages, and sometimes they rode in them. But mostly, they walked.
I think about the walking and the silence, the combination of the two. Then I think about my own noisy, clattery world.
Yes, I enjoy antibiotics and flush toilets and central heating. But oh what I would give for the walking and the silence, for the time it would give to collect thoughts and mull over the future.