Today, July 1, is Theme Day in the CityDailyPhoto community around the world.
This looks like a very, vast and lonely highway, but it really ain't that much! I usually set upon it twice a day to and from work. Believe me. It's well traveled, with lots of wildlife roaming early mornings and late at night. Be aware and 'on your toes', as they say. This stretch in the AM reminds me of the early summer mornings traveling back from West Falmouth, with Dad, where he was a night janitor and watchman 5 nights a week at Falmouth High School. Starting at 9 PM, I often would accompany him on his rounds, shoot basketballs in the dim lit gym, listen to the Giants or the Dodgers playing on the West Coast, while eating baloney sandwiches that Mom made, and fall asleep in the library in my sleeping bag(no wonder I have such an affinity for literature). He'd awake me at around 4 AM, and we'd start the drive back to Portland in darkness, watching for deer on the edges of the highway. There was this one stretch of road where we'd head almost straight down, over a bridge above the Presumpscot River and then straight back up the other side. With the windows wide open, this thrill ride down the hill always gave me goose bumps. And as I recall, the road was ALWAYS empty!