The Good Old Days

You often hear of people complaining about how hard times are and how hard it is to make ends meet. I agree that things could be better as far as the economy goes, however all one has to do is look back in time or to some other part of the world to realize that we probably don’t have it so bad.

I often think of the life my grand parents lived, a life I experienced as a child. A time when a lot of people never had
electricity or a telephone.It was a time when  all farm work  was  done with horses and good old blood sweat and tears.

I remember my Grandpa  walking behind a plow all day, then coming back to the barn, doing the chores until dark, and getting up at daylight to start it all over again. He only farmed 40 acres, but with having to do all the work by hand or behind a horse , that was more than enough to keep him busy . It would take all week to plow 10 acres. Then it was time to work the
ground to make it suitable for planting corn or soybeans. By the time the planting was complete , he could have easily put in 3 weeks or more of hard work.

Then it was time to do the summer work, combining wheat, cutting wood for the wood stove during the cold winter that lie ahead, and then doing the fall harvesting. I don’t ever remembering my grandparents taking a vacation.

It’s rather disheartening to hear people complain how hard  life is today.  They are living in paradise and don’t know it.

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The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,

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