i can hear the rattle and sighs of the old cart as it ambles down the path. maybe the cart is used to deliver eggs or bread or milk. maybe its the cart the farmer and his wife take to town. what would they be going in town to do? stop at a confectioners shop? fabric shop so she can sew wintery clothes for their new infant? goods? shoes? clogs? maybe they are going to a neigbors house to trade a pig for a goat.
or maybe its xmas morning and they are traveling to be with family.
i think i smell lavender fields just around the corner.