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Sunday, May 18, 2014

Entering the Tunnel

 
I need to leave here early Wednesday morning. My list of things to do is overly impressive, because I wasn't operating at full steam for quite a few days last week. In some ways it's like entering a tunnel. I hope there's a light at the end. So I'll illustrate that with one of my favorite roads, the road into Eastlake. All these old black willows are probably geriatric, so I take this road whenever I have cases there, just to see it, because I suspect some of them may be taken down soon.

At least it was turning green on Friday.

Eastlake Road

Here's what it looked like in March!

Eastlake Road

So, I'm going to be really chasing my tail for the next two days. Have to finish packing the food and gear, do some work stuff, and a million or so errands that chew up time. Got the whole lawn mowed today, that was one of the big-ticket time eaters. If I can knock them out, then the smaller stuff isn't such a big deal, and I can even do the packing in spurts since I work off a master list.

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7 comments:

Ann said...

I love the look of a tree lined road like that one.
I have no doubt that you will get everything done.

The Furry Gnome said...

Beautiful road! Good luck packing.

vanilla said...

Vaya con Dios.

Secondary Roads said...

I love those "tunnels."

Jean Knill said...

Lovely leafy tunnel. Hope you get it all done and manage some sleep as well. Of course it will all be worth it in the end.

catskillblogger said...

I love roads like this!

RNSANE said...

How beautiful to see those trees back in the winter and now sprouting their green leaves. Mostly, growing up in the South, I saw oaks. It was always fun visiting plantations in Georgia and South Carolina and seeing those wide drives with huge oaks towering on either side.

That's the thing I miss most about city life...the scarcity of trees!!!

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