American Elephants


A Short Essay on Modern Life, Or Something Like That. by The Elephant's Child

4886682532_b29722fd6b_bI had to go to the grocery store yesterday for a few things, and I was annoyed when they hadn’t gotten in any more strawberries. And I considered my annoyance. End of November in the Great Northwest and there are no fresh strawberries? How quickly we get used to the comforts of modern life. I can certainly remember when strawberries came in the few weeks when the local strawberry fields actually had fruit on the vine.

I picked up a package of 3″ x 5″ scratch pads — the kind you write your grocery list on, and discovered that the package of 4 pads was — imported from China. So there you go. Two direct reminders of how times have changed and in spite of all our complaining, we are blessed with plenty.

So I bought a package of fresh raspberries instead, and added two containers of fresh blueberries and went on home.  (Sorry!  I’m easily amused.)


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