I love Maryland. I am on the Eastern Shore and it feels like I have been transported to a place time is trying to forget. Apparently the chain stores and restaurants are relatively new. They seem out of place when they are so near the places I only knew about from history books.
Easton was established in 1711 when the courthouse was built in Talbot County.
I imagine the young people move across the bay to chase excitement and fortune in the big city, leaving their families safe in the past. I would.
Well, maybe I wouldn’t. I am drawn to both the rural and urban lifestyle. My fantasies flip-flop seamlessly from one to the other.
For now, I am just going to enjoy soaking up the history while I marvel at my good luck.
Life is good today.