....Anyone...

....For a ride into town?

...Maybe, but we could be suffering the consequences of our own peril in this dear old Spring Cart - well over 100 years old....

... And just maybe - the old cart pulled by a faithful cart horse, has travelled many miles over stoney, pot-holed roads, possibly with the farm dogs sitting in the back, with supplies, or maybe, tied up running behind if one didn't have to go far...Maybe it carried furniture a very long way, who knows?...

Maybe too, Mother and Father and Uncle and Auntie and Cousin Jack and little Babe cradled on Mother's lap as well, travelled in this old cart - very similar to one my own Father travelled in, as a small Babe...

Right now, the old Spring Cart sits, seemingly sleeping, in the old stables now, tired from the honest work of the days gone by...but we can look and think about the days gone by as well, and appreciate the mode of travel and those hardworking people who went before us.....