Monday, August 13, 2018

Retirement: First day home alone.

Today is my first day of my retirement.  I'm not old enough to "officially" retire, but I no longer need to work for a living.  I'm very lucky!!!!!!  So what did I do on my first day?

I took Jazzy for a walk, played ball with Jazzy, cleaned two smokers, did two loads of laundry, hosed and swept the mud off the brick walkway, dug a path for the water to filter away from the bricks, and now I'm giving Jazzy some loving before I'm  off to shop for groceries. 

Had I been at work, I would have used my fingers and my brain, but I would have been sitting for the last two hours.  It feels good to be up and moving around.

Jazzy is finally asleep, so I"m off.
Have a wonderful day everyone.




Monday, July 23, 2018

Family photo fun-Roanoke VA

When ever I go anywhere, I have my camera.  This past weekend I visited my son Ryan and his lovely new bride, Justine in Roanoke, VA.  I had some time to kill while the boys rode their bikes up and down hills and Justine studied (she's gonna be a doctor one day soon!) So, I decided to drive around and catch a few sights. 

I tried to get to Catawba, VA via "avoid highways" on my Google maps.  However, the device asked me to turn right into trees and go on roads that weren't there and then I took random turns down roads that looked cool.  All in all, a fun way to go and see interesting parts of  the American past and present.  Later, I asked one of the neighbors on Ryan's street if I could catch the sunset on the mountains from his back porch. (since you can't really see it when there are houses and trees in the way.)   It was a little too late for sunset, but the mountain view from their porch is lovely.

When I was waiting in the house, I photographed the indoor plants. 

Enjoy the photos of the Roanoke and Salem area of Virginia.



An old dilapidated house in Pamplin City. 

My house has this type of construction too. 

Choosing succulents at the Roanoke farmer'smarket.

View from the Roanoke Star

Still newlyweds.

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View from the neighbor's porch.


203 Union St, Salem, VA. It's for sale only 250,000. 


An nature always returns.

Google was saying to turn right, right into the trees.

Google says, this should be a street.

Another fine home in Salem, VA.  I always wonder what the story is behind houses like this.

Wouldn't you know, I found a pig in Salem.










Tuesday, May 1, 2018

A weekend Getaway

When I go away to take pictures, with no clear goals in mind, I love to travel the older highways.  What would take only 3 hours on interstate 64 takes about 5 hours. When you stop to take pictures, visit shops or check out roads that seem to go nowhere, the 5 hours go by quickly.

The highway is beautiful.  It's lined by trees, goes through small towns, passes by memories.  Though I am not poetic like Emily Dickinson or Robert Frost , I know that what I am feeling when I see abandoned buildings, railroads that stretch across the landscape, livestock grazing, painted valleys and big sky,  I'm feeling what they must have felt. 

Here is my trip in pictures. 

A roadside stand with the honer system for payment.  I picked up some yummy blackberry jam and tomatoes. 

I always wonder what happened in these old buildings.

The neighbors didn't make it either.

I feel like the trees are guiding me down the road.

A path off the highway, I wonder where it leads.

The only drawback of one lane roads is when you have to drive on the wrong side due to construction. 

I saw this cabin by the river and wanted to get a photo but after I turned onto the street I needed to drive about 1/2 mile before I could turn around and I am glad I did. 

So many colorful trees in bloom. 

The cabin by the creek.

This is an old colonial like the one I live in now, I wonder if it was built about the same time. 

Church or school room?

The town was not called Buffalo so I have no idea about the name of this abandoned store. 

The valley looks like a painting, so many colors and textures. 

I'm not the only one who has stopped here to admire the scenery.

Something about railroad tracks, I gotta stop and photograph them. 

The little bull was being quite the bully. 

The curve in the road beckons me to keep going, to see what is next.

The drive way to Windy Mile.  A small, clean, cabin in a cow pasture. 

I often see trees in the middle of fields. I wonder if the farmers left them there because they were too big to move or to provide some shade for resting during the day. 

The driveway from the other angle. 

I wonder what the price of gas was when the last tank was filled. 

There is a story here I am sure.

Don't know why, but I like to photograph cows too.  They heard the camera clicking and were curious. 


The yard around the cabin is fenced but I wonder how close they would get if there was no fence. 

If the mama could talk, I wonder what she would be telling her baby. 

Moo

The Maury river which runs through the Goshen Pass

Selfies at the pass.

This footbridge led to the trails on the mountainside.


New Friends crossing the bridge.

Me and my girl. 

Friends. 

We walked up and then down a big hill. 

Beautiful friends and big sky (photo by Rachel). 

Rachel, my daughter, took this picture. The view out the window looks like a mounted photo.

At the winery, trying to get creative in Photoshop.

Rockridge Winery, yummy.

Rachel, my girl, really shows how the weekend was for all of us. 

The sunset on Saturday night with Evie. 
On Sunday we drove to Buchanan, VA the the River Craft Rail house for lunch to meet with Ryan and Justine.
On the way home, I tried a different route.  I was using the directions my phone said to use, then took a right turn and ignored the phone until it started re-routing me.  
The phone re-routed me and I though I was heading east.  I went through Virginia state roads the were just gravel paths.  I truly felt like an explorer but never alone cause I'd see little houses and mail boxes along the road. Funny thing, I took a 45 minute trek through the woods only for the gps to bring me exactly where I started.  
Abandoned nest to the railroad.