A week ago, I got to thinking. I do this quite well from time to time. The theme for December 1, was "My Street", and I had a little problem. My definition of a street is a thoroughfare with lots of housing one after the other. There are quantities of stores, restaurants, churches etc. sprinkled liberally throughout an area crisscrossed by many streets. Most streets, in my mind are paved. Now, my formative, 'huck finn years' were spent on city streets. As a matter of fact, I do believe the Beaver and Ozzie and Harriet lived just down the street from me. When Elenka and I bought our old farmhouse, we moved to the country and were introduced to a word that was new to our vocabulary: the road. To me, the birdman definition of a road is an often sparsely populated, most often paved, but not always, conveyance that'll get you from here to there in pretty good time. Period. These days, sure, I like to venture along city streets and watch people scurrying from shop to shop, but I really must admit that the rural road has an allure that is hard to surpass in my book. Just on my road, you'll find towering pines, fishing brooks, hills and dales, animals like deer, fox, owls and coyote calls at night just to name a few. Oh ya, and something else that everyone who spends time at our house remarks about: darkness. Utter, utter DARKNESS. There's something you'll be hard pressed to find on a city street. By 9 PM, the only light you have out here is starlight. Enjoy your street this weekend; I'm hitting the road, Jack!
Whan I woke up this morning I couldn't see the other side of the street, so I went out to take a photo but the fog started to vanish. And now I see fog on yours. :-)ReplyDelete
A foggy day in Portland town! But what a nice road! I love your road. I'd love to live down your road. But not in the winter. I hope they keep your road plowed so's you can get to town to pickup the necessary vittles.ReplyDelete
Enjoy. You live in a beautiful spot!
Happy are your streets & roads! Having just finished Safekeeping, I'm realizing that the road was a major character in the book.ReplyDelete
My kind of road. You're so lucky, Birdman. Been a long time since I've seen real darkness.ReplyDelete
Spectacular in its own way!ReplyDelete
PS "The road goes on forever & the party never ends..." Robert Earl KeeneReplyDelete
Sounds like a wonderful spot. I love a place where you can actually see the stars!ReplyDelete
i love roads, too. and thank goodness for our yard light!ReplyDelete
I wish I could be in total darkness and silence...ReplyDelete
I feel much more comfortable in the bright lights of the city!ReplyDelete
It looks so calm and relaxing. You should see the streets here in Rome...total chaos, from cars and from people! I am a new follower.ReplyDelete
You are right, the striking thing about the country is how dark it gets.ReplyDelete
Oh, I like your road -- sounds like mine unless I put the floodlight on to scare away my imagined possible human intruders. The photo is lovely and you and your wife live like Thoreau on that road! -- barbaraReplyDelete
Though I live oh a street, I think I would prefer a road, especially to have the complete darkness at night. Love that last line!ReplyDelete
"A road is a street's ancestor."ReplyDelete
Love this shot!ReplyDelete
You are blessed.ReplyDelete
Beautiful photo! And have a safe and lovely trip!