Entries in beauty (11)
Share April 12, 2012 - The Long Journey to the Far West
a freight train in Nebraskie
moving beauty…
haiku on the tracks
clickety-clack
I like Nebraska. I pulled off of Interstate 80 at Ogallala at sunset and found a place to stay the night. Next morning I packed up and took off for StJoMo, oops, I meant to say St. Joseph, Missouri. It turned out to be a long, long day in a very wide state. Set the cruise control at 80 and never looked back. Except to check the mirror.
At Lincoln, I left the Interstate to follow some local roads. I took US 77 south then NE 41 east. I stopped at a Sinclair gas station to top off my tank and buy a gallon of water. When I went back to the car an old geezer was standing if front of it and staring at the Virginia license plate.
He turned to me and said with a grin, “You’re a long ways from Virginie.”
“I’m closer than I was this morning,” I replied, and opened the car door to get in.
Then he sort of hooted and said, “If you say so.”
I climbed in and closed the door. He came around to my window, so I lowered it to hear what he had to say.
“How do you like Nebraskie,” he asked?
I started the car, then leaned out the window.
“I like Nebraskie,” I said. Then I put the car in gear and drove to St Joseph.
March 25, 2012 - Somewhere on the road between Memphis and Dallas...
Somewhere on the road between Memphis and Dallas I came around a curve and saw this. Pretty, huh? If you are having trouble locating the objects of my appreciation, I am talking about everything on the outside of the windshield.
Driving cross country in the spring is an exercise in appreciating beauty. The woods on either side of the road are like backup singers in a pretty song. I might not notice them, but they are there. And when I do hear the woods, I am entranced by their existence, by the juxtaposition of the separate, and the ever new creation which is the result.
Rather than make this a journey from monuments to local attractions to the Caves of Mystery and Gravity Hill, and mandatory excursions, such as,
"You must see the Grand Canyon!"
"The Bluebonnet Festival is this weekend!!"
and,
"You are missing the Cherry Blossom Festival in Washington DC, just so you can eat a Moon Pie and drink RC Cola with some old fogy in East Texas?!!!"...
Yes, rather than make such a journey, I think I will linger, and look at the little beauties that surround me.
short walk...
a dandelion blooms
in cracked cement
the road between Memphis and Dallas
June 8, 2011 ~ Butterflies and Moths of North America ~
Eastern Tiger Swallowtail - Tazewell County, Virginia
butterfly butterfly ~
one moment of
fragile beauty
~ Peach ~
