Putting the key into the ignition, I realize it has been seven days since I’ve driven. On State Route 270 the only car in sight is passing, we nod and share a wave. Arriving in town I take a walk on Main Street. It’s hard to believe it is a weekday lunch hour. I walk by two people and keeping our distance we nod and share a smile. I pause gazing up and down the street. Across the way there is the sudden sound of a door closing. The proprietor engages the lock.
Twist of a key ring
Echoes up and down the street…
A choir of bells
🌷Thanks, Joe.
You are welcome Sheila, I appreciate the rose!
I like the shot of an empty main street along with you words about walking down the street all by yourself.
Thank you Bob for sharing how this post presented itself to you.
In appreciation,
Joe