When I read this week's Sunday Scribblings prompt, "Town and Country," I was most captivated by Laini and Megg's mention of the "Town Mouse and the Country Mouse." I've always loved Aesop's Fables, especially this tail - oops, I mean 'tale.' So this evening I sat and doodled awhile, before beginning to scribble.
Where I was born and raised, would probably be considered more 'country' by many townspeople, but then again, most country folk would probably consider it more 'town living.'
We were at the edge of what would someday become an actual suburb, in what was known as "the county" (as in, "not the city") - where the lots were about an acre (sometimes more, some less) each, and many people, as we did, had lots of fruit trees - kept vegetable gardens - chickens and other farm animals - and a lucky few, horses (alas! not us...we had to be content with occasional rides on the neighbor's horse - sigh).
There were still lots of open fields within walking distance, and orange groves within bike-riding distance. There were also stores within a mile, so it wasn't like we were really way out in the country, either. But there weren't sidewalks, nor (in those days) were there streetlights, cul-de-sacs, or much traffic - or most any of the things we associate nowadays with urban or even suburban living. Until after I was out of high school, we had both a partyline for our telephone, and a skeleton keyhole on our door. So did most of our neighbors (and I'm not as old as this might make me sound, lol. Those things in our area became more 'modernized,' only within the last 20 - 30 years, as the city grew further and further into the county - bringing both conveniences and crime, a lot closer).
We seemed to be neither totally town nor completely country, nor even simply suburban - but some hybrid state in between them all. Though there were times growing up, I wished we were one thing or another - as an adult, I find that's where I feel most comfortable, the in-between places.
In big cities, I often find myself overwhelmed - there are so many people, moving so quickly. Hemmed in by such tall buildings, you can hardly see the sky - let alone the horizon. There's so much noise - all of the cars and radios, people talking all at once.
Don't get me wrong - it can be fun in small doses. When I was much younger I often craved the hustle and bustle, the myriad of choices city life presents - and occasionally, even now, I still crave some of that excitement. All the choices of entertainment - theaters; museums; concerts...Shopping! A variety of restaurants, exotic, domestic or haute cuisine. But after a day of it, I'm cured for awhile. I'm ready to crawl back into my house, at the edge of my quiet little hometown.
The country - what I consider to be really the country - I can handle in longer visits. I still sometimes even fantasize about living in the country. But I know from previous experiences, after a week or two (or three or four :-) -- but still, eventually, I find myself wishing for a supermarket within a reasonable distance. A movie theater. Somewhere to hear other people talking. To eat food made by someone else. Go listen to other people making music....look at someone else's artwork. Shop at art supply stores! Book stores! Coffee shops! (well, I don't drink coffee, I drink tea - but still, that's where they sell it). And I want all these within a reasonable amount of driving time after deciding I need those things...
I am contrary, I know - I want some peace, but I want other people, not too far away. I want to hear the birds sing, but I want to be at the store to buy their birdseed in 15 minutes or less. I want the safety of being far away from where crimes are more likely to occur; but I also want the safety of knowing emergency vehicles will be at our door within a few minutes, if we need them. I want to grow my own tomatoes - and yet, have my choice of stores to shop for the salad dressing. I want to see the sky, and I want to go see a movie when it first comes out.
I want it all!
So, to the question, "am I a town mouse or a country mouse?" - I'd say the answer is -- I'm neither. I guess I'm some sort of hybrid mouse, that's in-between. I suppose the closest species - if they could be said to exist - would be either the suburban mouse or the county mouse. Living somewhere at the edge of the two...in the space that's somewhere in between. Trying to have the best of both worlds.
To read more tales of 'Town and Country," click over to Sunday Scribblings.
Sorry you can't see all of the doodle at once - because I didn't measure before I started doodling (aargh!! I'm mad at me - I know better than that!) - I couldn't fit all of my doodle onto the scanner at once...which is just one of many things right now, that are proving to me what I already know - I'm out of practice. So if I'm not around for another day or two, it's because I"m practicing doing some art again...oh - and because I couldn't fit it all on the scanner, the reason why the city mouse has her nose turned up, isn't because she's snooty, it's because she's looking at the fluffy dandelion seeds blowing above her head, that were just out of the scanner's view. I have no idea whatsoever why she's apparently a member of the Red Hat Society, however. Sometimes things just happen when you doodle! She's holding a cookie...and the only reason I can think of why that appeared, is because of some association with the children's book, "IF you give a mouse a cookie," must have popped into my head. I don't know why I do half the things I do...
Also for some reason I can't post onto the Sunday Scribblings site tonight to add my link there - I've been trying off and on for two hours! I'll try again tomorrow.


I'm glad she's dreamy rather than snooty, because I'm definitely a town mouse myself. To me, urban life *is* a mixture between the quiet and the hustle bustle. (As long as by 'quiet' you're not referring to noise levels!)
;-)
Posted by: Pacian | June 04, 2007 at 06:01 AM
Tinker, LOL, your drawing is delightful and your description of scanning it and what is happening in the drawing makes me laugh right out loud. I'm with you on the wanting it all - peace and quiet and a bird store 15 minutes away - yes indeed.
Posted by: Kara | June 04, 2007 at 06:25 AM
I really relate to this whole town/country thing. I grew up in an area much like the one you described, and now I live in a city but not a huge one. I can only take the big cities in small doses because the noise and the traffic and all the people get to me after awhile.
One of my favorite books as a little kid was about the country mouse and her city cousin. I love your drawing.
Posted by: janet | June 04, 2007 at 07:44 AM
I think I prefer hybrid living as well...it's great to have nature all around when there is shopping nearby.
Posted by: gemma | June 04, 2007 at 08:12 AM
Your drawing is too cute Tink! I liked your entry and agree. I'm living in the mountains but I'm only an hour from Sacramento :) XXOO
Posted by: Tammy | June 04, 2007 at 09:22 AM
I love the drawing (Maybe that mouse picked up the cookie in a convenient coffee shop?), and your explanation of why you want the best of both worlds is perfect - captures the conundrum for a lot of us, I'd imagine.
Posted by: Greenishlady | June 04, 2007 at 12:46 PM
Love it! Love the art, love the post. Is it colored pencil? So soft. My dd gave me a long sleepshirt once. On the front a Christmas scene and it said...I WANT IT ALL, AND I WANT IT NOW!!!! LOL sounds like you.......and me! ;)
Posted by: artzyjudie | June 04, 2007 at 03:08 PM
thats so cute!!!!
Peace, Kai. xxooxx
Posted by: kai | June 04, 2007 at 04:53 PM
I want it all, too. The dream would be a town house AND a country house. Or at least, plenty of vacations! Where you grew up sounds just like the kind of community where my husband grew up, on acreage with lots of fruit trees and goats -- he was in Merced, CA. Me, I've lived mostly in suburbs, some better than others, and one or two medium-sized towns. And Tinker, your drawing is SO CUTE!!!!!!
Posted by: Laini | June 04, 2007 at 11:30 PM
Me too, me too!
xxx
Posted by: Caroline | June 05, 2007 at 12:08 AM
I've just realised you may not have had that story as a child - it was about a duckling that said "me too" all the time... and actually i can't recall more of it at the moment either - it just seemed relevant - especially as i would love to live in just such as place as you describe!
Posted by: Caroline | June 05, 2007 at 12:10 AM
Awwww! THat is just too darn cute! I love Miss Mousie and her cookie! You are a great artist, my dearie! My town of Mount Pleasant is fast becoming a built up city! It used to be a little village on the way to the beach...alas now it is overpopulated and overbuilt! I want to move to the country! As a matter of fact.. there used to be the cutest little field mice.living behind me..but that field is now a sprawling business section!
Posted by: pam aries | June 05, 2007 at 04:39 AM
Awww how adorable! :) Thanks for sharing! Wonderful post!
*HUGS*
Posted by: Angela | June 05, 2007 at 05:03 AM
Love your meeces. And your description of what kind of mouse you are - I agree. I like my very treed 2 acres with fence on one side. I can dream and run around in my pjs here, but amenities aren't that far away. The only problem is that we have reached that certain mark where it we're fighting strip malls on every block so I assume I will be an unhappy city mouse at some too soon point in the future.
Posted by: tammy vitale | June 05, 2007 at 07:26 AM
After a wonderful week in New York, I'm feeling very much like a tough big city mouse. But then today, I passed a small farm and thought about how I've always wanted to raise goats. Guess that makes me another greedy little mouse who wants it all!
LOVE the illustration...
Posted by: patry | June 05, 2007 at 08:51 PM
These illustrations are very well done. It reads like a children's book. I love the colors and detail.
Posted by: inlandempiregirl | June 05, 2007 at 09:22 PM
"She's holding a cookie...and the only reason I can think of why that appeared, is because of some association with the children's book, "IF you give a mouse a cookie," must have popped into my head. " Although that IS an awesomely cool book... I think the most likely reason why you gave her a cookie, is that she was hungry. I wouldn't worry unless she started asking for milk to go with it. LOL
Posted by: Jana | June 06, 2007 at 10:14 AM
A great essay, Tinker. I lived in many different places as a kid, but I spent the bulk of my teenage years the hybrids, too, the "outskirts," more a far-flung clump of houses than anything else. I really wish I could have a house in every place I like to live.
Posted by: Alison Whittington | June 06, 2007 at 11:11 AM
Terri, I love your tale and your fantastic whimsical art! Just brilliant. xo
Posted by: Paris Parfait | June 06, 2007 at 04:51 PM
Hi Ms Tinker,
I had a pet mouse as a kid, he used to pluck my hair out and chew on it. he was a country mouse :)
I got your postcard, how so sweet of you to think of me, it was very nice.
Ang
Posted by: Ang | June 06, 2007 at 05:48 PM