A country road is so evocative. Where does it go? What kind of landscape does it pass through? Rolling down the down will reveal what sounds, what aromas?
I love driving country roads. Do you?
Tag: sights
Change of plan
I went in search of Bald Eagles along the river. Alas, none to be seen. Rather than turn away in disappointment I found other sights to see, admire and photograph, such as this willow tree trunk.
Taken with the PlayBook
We had quite a snowstorm Sunday night, about a foot fell. After shoveling a path to the street Faye and I did not retire to the couch, admiring the scene from afar and bemoaning the awfulness event. Instead, we got our snowshoes out. During our outing this scene greeted us. It looks sere, lifeless. It was full of activity, movement.The cedar trees sighing in the wind, the wind blowing over the snow, snow moving along the ground, crows flying and cawing. Faye and I in the scene, taking in the sights and sounds.
Full of life.
A pleasant evening
taken and posted with the PlayBook
Seeing and hearing real life in the real world with Stella, Kendal, and Achilles. Making time for these sights and sounds.
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