#280 a pretty drive

I drove south on Wednesday afternoon kind of numb.  And tired since I’d been up since 3 AM.  And blown away by the very nice lady in the bridal store who hadn’t backed away when I sobbed out my story that I was looking for a white dress for my grandmother to be buried in.  (I have never seen her wear white.  But we found, in her papers, that she wanted to be buried in a white dress with a scarf and long pink gloves.  I’m not surprised that even in a coffin she wanted to be elegant and different.)

Anyway, it was a cold and gray and rainy drive.  Until I turned the corner and got my first glimpse of the mountains – about 10 minutes away from my destination.  The sky opened up to blue warm light with peaceful clouds.  It was a great drive. I didn’t listen to any music or even NPR.  Just silence.

I like a healthy dose of silence.


I love fall.  It’s such a warm season.photo


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