The Open Road

The open road calls my name. Sometimes I dream about it. Sometimes I just think about how lucky I have been to make the memories that are mine.

The truth is I haven’t gotten nearly as far as I would like. The Pacific Northwest and Alaska are bucket list items. I want to drive Route 66 before there’s nothing left to see. Maine summers and Autumn in Boston sound amazing. There’s so much to see internationally that the list is too long for today and so is the list of US states I still need to get to if I wish to see all fifty in this lifetime. I’m a little more than halfway there. 

The open road has given me so many gifts. Conversations with shop owners along the National Road in small towns and quiet country roads through the Blue Ridge Mountains with no company at all make up some of my happiest memories. 

Desert landscapes like something from an old John Ford movie and manmade trails through old growth forest couldn’t be more different but are breathtaking in their own way. 

And, of course, those roads lead sometimes to trains, boats and biplane rides! 

With one eye on my rearview mirror, I’m always ready to slam on the breaks or or go around the block for whatever unusual thing tugs at me. 

This Jeep isn’t mine but it does look ready for adventure!

Peaceful Fishing

He was all alone. A man, a bucket and a line. The sky was blue but the water looked muddy. Still, he looked so peaceful on this cool January day I couldn’t resist capturing his silhouette.

The picture wasn’t so interesting in color but converting it to black and white gave it all sorts of character and interest. Some might call it lonesome but I think it’s peaceful and calming.

Sit A Spell

This looks like a great place to sit and read a book or plan an adventure. I’m eight books behind in my 2021 Goodreads Reading Challenge so a peaceful place to read sounds incredible.

This lake is my go-to place to walk so I literally have never sat down here for even a minute. In fact, you rarely see anyone sitting on the benches around the lake. Is life really so busy that we don’t have time to sit and relax on a gorgeous fall day?

Seems kind of silly, doesn’t it?

Evening Walk

Seasonal allergies have left me sedentary for a lot of this year. While everyone else is clamoring to get outside, I have largely avoided the great outdoors as allergies have been causing my ears to fill with fluid and my head to feel like it may explode.

I live in the woods so you can imagine how frustrating this has been.

Luckily, conditions have improved the last few weeks and I’m making a concerted effort to breathe fresh air and exercise most days.

My favorite place for a quick walk seemed especially beautiful Monday night. It was humid and hot even at 7 p.m. but it still felt good to move around after a day hiding in the air conditioning.

There’s a paved bike path as well as this short dirt trail around an island in the lake.

I encountered this young couple a few times. They looked so peaceful here I had to sneak a quick picture.

It always surprises me how this place changes with the seasons, the weather and the time of day making it interesting to photograph nearly every visit. While nature often attacks my body, causing fits of headaches and vertigo, there’s something inspiring about the natural world and how it changes around us.

A Smashed Peep (and some other stuff)

I ran away for a long lunch Thursday. Basking in the sunshine and walking the bike path at a favorite park felt like the epitome of freedom. Everything is COVID closed but you can still walk and drive around the lake.

This car turned my head.

And I went back for a closer look at these Peep bunnies, clearly run over by something. That’s not something you see every day and I liked the pink against the asphalt!

It was gorgeous out so I was sad to go home and resume working. But opening the window in the room where I work to let Scout enjoy the fresh air made the afternoon pass quickly. This picture was taken before the window was open but you get the idea.

He was a happy boy and I was thrilled for the fresh breeze and chatter of birds nearby.

My world has become very small and familiar. While this isn’t ideal, it is sort of fun to look more closely at your surroundings and seek out the details you might not ordinarily appreciate or even notice as close as your own home. Take a look around. You never know what you might find.

A Long Walk…

This picture reminds me of the phrase “take a long walk off a short pier.” Not that I would offer this invitation to anyone but it is a great turn of phrase!