
stopping at stop sign
snow shows no sign of slowing
glad home isn’t far

stopping at stop sign
snow shows no sign of slowing
glad home isn’t far
full moon
the needle approaching
empty
This past weekend we had the opportunity to drive five hours by car to see our youngest child. The last time we went was in January, but it seems like ages ago before the pandemic hit. There was a certain joy in the freedom of the open road and miles and miles of pavement ahead. At least we were not stuck in quarantine.
taking turn leading
leapfrogging one another
sustaining the pace
reaching for gear stick
to downshift through a sharp turn
automatic car
driving in autumn
picking up hitchhikers
flying maple leaves