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furrows of life

The  furrows of Life   The narrow way leading up to the farm from the main the road had a gate, so cattle could not wander off to the main road getting. The way had three furrows, two caused by a narrow cartwheel and one- much wider- from the horse´s hoofs. Deep furrows meant a hard-working farm. The landscape was flat and often windy on my way to school, I tried to walk where the horses had trod the soil was softer there, the horseshoe patterns told me if it had been a small or big horse that last had pulled a cart here if the load had been heavy A useless knowledge, I often wonder why do I remember it so clearly like a black-and-white photo? Lately, I have been remembering these dirt road the people and animals I often wonder if there is a message here I have overlooked it.  

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