Past Remembered.

As evening approaches and I sit on my patio/sunroom and just listen to the sounds of the neighborhood, a dog barking, crickets, kids playing several yards away, a late attempt at mowing the lawn by a neighbor, I'm reminded of the neighborhood I grew up in. We lived a little more in the city then but many of the sounds are the same. The things that are missing and standout to me are the sound of dishes being done, heard through the open kitchen window, the sound of a t.v., again heard through a screened window and the low hum from a window fan. I'm not saying we should do away with air conditioning. Just remembering the past, and somehow missing it.