Not Even Close
This morning I started a search for pics to go with the next post I had mind – which has only been written in my head and outlined on paper, but still needs to be transferred which I had planned today but things don’t always go according to plan . . . like yesterday morning seeing Riddle before the town awakens and the streets have no traffic on them whatsoever. I did not notice any traffic as I drove to the blueberry patch this morning. The drive seems long each time I go out there, but somehow felt even longer this morning. I had gone a different way than I had the other 12 – 20 times I’d gone there before. The sun shining directly over the spotty windshield did not help matters. I felt like I had been driving for half an hour at least. I wish I had left the house s...