A one-lane bridge, I fear, will soon be a thing of the past. This one sits over Indian Creek and is one of my favorite spots to sit and look and listen. This morning as I looked down the stream (yes! there's a little water there today!), I saw a blue heron standing proudly. Beautiful! As I lowered my window to get a shot (I mean a picture, of course) he flew quickly away. As I was struggling to turn my camera toward him, a UPS truck drove up behind me. Oh well, I can carry the memory with me anyway.
Just after I stopped to take this pic, I saw two horses standing by a hay bale and knew it would be a special picture for my little Lydia to enjoy. But, as I stopped, with windows down, two "guard dogs" decided I was invading their space and literally attacked my car. Wow! My quiet and peaceful ride became a heart-pounding, let-me-get-out-of-here, event. Well, that's my adrenalin rush for today!
The corn has been harvested - the morning haze is hovering - Fall is fleeting.
To house and garden, field and lawn,
the meadow gates we swang upon,
to pump and stable, tree and swing,good-bye, good-bye, to everything.
( from Farewell to the Farm by Robert Louis Stevenson)
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