After my dad passing coming Up on a couple of years now and being at local funerals recently of neighbours, it has actually just hit home how much the countryside is changing around us. The people that I remember as a child and my dad talked about are slowly dying off the new people are moving in and the cycle is starting over again with my children . The older folks that are being buried now my children are hardly going to remember and all the old men in my dad’s time are as much as invisible now . An uncle of my father once told him “we are the last of the old men and you are the old men “ I have never forgotten it. That saying is ringing true for me now too. It makes me think of the little precious time I have left too .