When my brother and I were young our family would often take Sunday drives. We road along in the backseat of the old Chrysler, eating cookies with pink icing, as Dad drove with no particular destination in mind. We all looked forward to drives in the country, dreaming about which farm we would buy if we had the money. I was always on the lookout for horses.
Even before the current surge in gas prices, driving for enjoyment had become unheard of for most Americans. Somehow we all became too busy and well, too driven, to take a ride to no place. We shifted to lives that move in fast forward rather than slow motion.
I am happy to drive less, to conserve energy and to do my part to cut down on green house gases. I've been combining trips and putting as few miles on the odometer as possible for too many years to know.
Today, however, was different. I took my mother on an outing, a road trip to enjoy the reds, golds and oranges of autumn. Mingo Creek Park in Washington County was our first destination. We then let the road and our desires tell us which way to turn. We had a great time! And, I took a lot of photos. Enjoy!
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