What more does a man need? (Besides a Ducati 1000DS, of course.)
Happiness
I don't see a coffee pot or a "Liar's Bench" in the photo, but you can bet there was seating somewhere nearby. There is no way the community elders will let a man get away with too much concentrated continuous productive effort. At least not without the benefit of their unsolicited advise.
I live in the oldest community in the state of Kentucky. The General Store was taken out of serious service only about 10 years ago. It's still open, but is now a craft shop. (blech!) For such a small community there are a lot of businesses in place and business is done the in the old way. There is William Leonard's mechanic's shop (formerly the smithy his father owned and worked), Egbert's Gun Site across the street, Bill's Market at the top of the hill with groceries and fuel, and the 127 Foodcenter combined with the new hardware/lumber yard which together serve the former function of the General Store.
All of these places have a thing in common: A spot for folks to sit, drink a cup of coffee and pass the time. This is the wat things were done here in the 1700's and the way they are done here now. Can you tell I like the place?
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