I have one of the most scenic commutes imaginable. On work days, leaving our motor home, I walk a quarter of a mile through the pine forested campground to Spring Creek, turn and walk a half a mile up stream along its crystal clear waters, cross the wooden arch bridge, wind my way through the pioneer village and logging equipment of the museum a quarter of a mile to the gift shop. Along my route Steller’s Jays will have announced my appearance and Douglas Squirrels will have barked their shrill objections. I usually see some ducks on Spring Creek, Mallards and Mergansers, hear the yank yank of Nuthatches, and spot fleeing Chipmunks. The sun is just warming the world, the fresh air and exercise have sharpened my senses, and I feel like the luckiest guy in the world.
You are lucky....you'r married to a pretty special lady!! Miss you both.
ReplyDeleteI know that. We miss you too! This afternoon our neighbors the Seppards and her parents and her sister were at the gift shop here.
ReplyDeletenow that's my kind of commute. awesome!
ReplyDeleteWhat a mental image you paint. Thanks, Jim.
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