Somewhere in between, I threw my hair in a pony tail, changed my clothes, and put on comfy shoes! So, let me tell you what it's all about:
I left work ON TIME tonight.....that's an amazing feat in itself! From the parking lot I took a left on to Corporate Drive. At the stop sign, after a complete stop of course, I took a right on to US223 South. Then, immediately into the left turn lane to make my turn on to Hamilton. At the next stop sign I turned left on to Forester, curved at right angles a couple times and then turned right on to Pfister for the "straight shot" down Pentecost.....you know the drill: first you are on Pfister, then (after a couple stop signs) you are on Wolf Creek twisting and winding past the church and all those other landmarks until it veers left at the top of the hill and you are on Pentecost! It never ceases to amaze me how you never actually leave the 'same' pavement and can end up on so many different roads. They throw in all those curves to try and fool you but paying attention to the signs tells the whole story.
Speaking of story, where was I....oh ya....so I am idling down 'these' country road (cruise control set at 45, for the most part), all four windows down a couple inches and I realize that there has been this wonderful fragrance in the air since shortly after I left the second stop sign at Pfister/Wolf Creek. I thought, 'that smells like fresh mowed hay'; a little further down the road I thought, 'no, maybe it's shelled corn, fodder, or grasses'. By this time I am approaching Reed (on the left) and I smell: milk cows, hay, and silage (within 4 car links of each other). Then, without missing a beat, my curiosity switches to: 'I wonder how Alaska smells?' I'm having this wonderful, fragrant drive, but I wonder 'what will it smell like walking around Juneau and Douglas'? What does Alaskan snow smell like? And glaciers? And....bears! I imagine in town there are 'city smells' like food (popcorn when you approach the theater), diesel from the public transportation and some pickup trucks; or gasoline from cars and other pick-up trucks. But, what about 'off the beaten path'.....I wonder.
Soon my wondering turned to practical things like stopping at M50 and turning left to head for Mom's. Only vehicle I saw on the road (well except for the State Trooper stopping at Shepherd as I approached - no mistaken that symbol!) was the yahoo, in the big pickup with his headlights blinding me in my rear view and both side mirrors, on my bumper as I got in front of Bill Ross's. So, to help him out, I turned on my right signal; oh ya, he backed off!
Well, now I am in the driveway at the mail and paper boxes....almost there!
So, where does the 'five around the tear-drop track' come in? Earlier today I was trying to figure out how (and where) to get some walking time in and I came up with this: before I shut down my car for the night I 'measured' the distance around the "Island". Twice around is one-tenth of a mile. That means I only have to walk around ten times to go half a mile. If I stage my things on the steps before I start, I can get in some stair work too! Sometimes I am so brilliant I can't believe I am me! Needless to say, it being the first time and all, I went 5 times around with three trips up the steps and called it good! Well, as another enhancement to my stair work, I did go right to the basement and fill the cats dish so she would shut up! (And no, she didn't eat the food I put in her dish. She just does not like to see the bottom of the bowl! Quirky cat!!!) What a fun night it has been. Now, off to bed....nighty-night....zzzzzzz
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