On Gravel Roads
Making the climb up the gravel road to our place is a piece of cake compared to the gravel road we lived on in Virginia. There, we were in a hollow so the climb up and over was a ture "climb," especially if you were walking.
Inspired by an elderly gentleman (then in his eighties) who I would see walking up his side to the top when I was on my way to work, I decided to give it a try from our side. For the last six years we lived there, the dogs and I would walk to the top and then back to the house which was wonderful fun and exercise.
It seemed rather fitting that when we moved here, our place would be at the top of a gravel road rather than the bottom.
This is dedicated to all the miles the dogs and I have walked..."on gravel roads."
In addition to treading miles, there are the rewards brought to me by Mother Nature along with the deep breathing of fresh air. These memories are the ones I cherish the most.
Inspired by an elderly gentleman (then in his eighties) who I would see walking up his side to the top when I was on my way to work, I decided to give it a try from our side. For the last six years we lived there, the dogs and I would walk to the top and then back to the house which was wonderful fun and exercise.
It seemed rather fitting that when we moved here, our place would be at the top of a gravel road rather than the bottom.
This is dedicated to all the miles the dogs and I have walked..."on gravel roads."
In addition to treading miles, there are the rewards brought to me by Mother Nature along with the deep breathing of fresh air. These memories are the ones I cherish the most.
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Can you tell it was a tad breezy that day?
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How splendid you found a Hawk!