Good Morning Digital Neighbors! Happy Friday Friends & Refugees, Early Birds and Later Dayers, Conversants and Lurkers, Phamily & Misfits, ADD Irregulars, WSN Curators, and other Wanderers and Seekers. It looks like my vibe may not be an every other day type of posting, doing the everyday thing does not seem to have percolated to the top of my morning activities. No expectations, but I had hoped to be a bit more focused in the morning. Such is life.

One of the joys I pursued more frequently during Lent was more country rides with the Rylee-girl. She loves going for rides and when I can find a stretch of untrafficked road I slow down to about 25 miles an hour and roll down the back windows. It is a joy to see her stick her head out the window and take in all the smells and sights. There is occasional barking at squirrels and other critters, but for the most part she just sucks in the bliss. I get to sight see and enjoy a little silence (during Lent) or put on some of my favorite music. As long as I don’t head down a private driveway and GPS stays connected I tend to just wander to see what is over the next hill or around the next bend. I suspect such drives will continue to part of our life.

COUNTRY LANE
Give me a road away from the crowd,
Away from the noise and the race
And let me wander the quiet trail
To a different time and place.
Where miles are measured in valleys,
And birches point the way
To somewhere we miss so dearly–
We call it yesterday.
All cares are soon forgotten
On the path of no intent;
The beauty of the countryside Is surely heaven sent.
And when this journey’s over
The memories shall remain
Of daydream trips into the past
And down a country lane.

C. David Hay