Heading off into the lingering mist yesterday,
we soon caught up to a putt-putt. This one from Florida.
We don’t that often see out-of-state license plates now.
Quite possibly because no-one can afford to drive long distances anymore.
Considering the price of propane, I perhaps do not look forward to Winter with quite the enthusiasm of previous years.
Staying warm is turning into a luxury.
Perhaps we’ll need to do as my father did, back in London in the 1950’s.
He sat in the living room wearing his hat and coat.
And perhaps this winter the other half of this old barn may fall down.
Just one of hundreds.
Nothing gets disposed of here. It all just sits and rots.
Something wears out, you just get another.
Surely parts could be salvaged?
Our un-economic, so-called transfer station was sold to a private concern which cannot find staff to run it.
From all reports it’s rather a disaster.
Approaching Greenwich, we broke out of the mist.
For once I had the camera ready, rounding the curve to one of my favourite views on this road.
Recently a fellow blogger introduced me to a great app:
I dumped the Florida putt-putt!
Beyond Greenwich, we were back into thick mist
…then back out again…
There’s nothing like lurking mist for atmosphere. I can’t decide which picture I prefer.
Perhaps I have strange taste in images?
Colours and textures rush by so fast
To be young and fit and have a bicycle!
Though the seasons would change before I got to where I was going
Along River Road, I got glimpses of the Hudson.
While it was tempting to yell “Stop!”, I rather liked the naturally framed reflections, caught on the fly.
Since obtaining my specially crafted eye glasses, my vision has improved…98%. Editing photographs is tending to overwhelm my eyes so that after a while I am no longer sure what is in focus.
It may be that a further correction can be made.
But if not, 98% is more than acceptable!
In case you were wondering…..I am abandoning you for now, only halfway to destination….