Well, there really is no place like Kansas..... uh, Kentucky.
I must say that the southwest end of the Bluegrass Parkway was, aside from roads into state parks, the prettiest road I traveled on this journey. Although, the budding trees all along the Alabama highway made for some competition. Here's hoping all serious freezes there are past.
Made the last leg of the journey yesterday. Tess, our Jack Russell, pinned me in the driver's seat for a full 10 minutes before I could escape. I was just as happy to see her, as well as all the other beautiful beings we share our lives with.
Jennifer, of course, was in the middle of a task -- holding horses for the blacksmith -- for which I was immediately inducted as soon as Tess liberated me. And, as luck would have it, the horse I had to hold was Keaira, who hates being in the barn and has absolutely no respect for me. So, it was a challenging welcome-home wrangle for me, that made me laugh after having nothing remotely comparable to challenge me for a month.
My journey completed, this little blog has done its job. Thanks to Judy Blair for persuading me to do it. It was like a companion along the way.
Thank you for the pictures, comments, and letting us "travel" with you.
ReplyDeleteIt was so warm in Michigan yesterday that Julie was clamoring to go riding. Too Windy, tho.
By the way,,the bus Rosa Parks sat in is here in Mich. @ the Henry Ford Museum.
www.hfmgv_org
http://www.flickr.com/photos/58834313@N00/401039341/
ReplyDeletepicture of the bus. we did get sit on it when Julie was a volunteer @ the Henry Ford. She used to help take care of the carriage Perchrons.