Sometimes a Road Trip is a journey of necessity.  I took such a trip last week when I left my lifelong home in the SF Bay Area to take up new (and more affordable) digs on the northern Olympic Peninsula.  On such a trip one usually does not do a lot of sight seeing due to the pile of the odds and ends of one’s life in the back seat of the car.

Still there is beauty and surprise to be encountered along the way.

I wonder about this rest stop.  Presumably it is advisable to let one’s pet get thoroughly wet before getting back in the car!

Morning frost

afternoon mist

and incongruity in a glimpse.

There are fears to be confronted.  (This is a biggie for me.)

There are social issues to be mulled

and marital concerns to be pondered.

There is beauty such as is found on calendars.

And there is beauty to spite the real world.

There is that heady sensation called ALMOST THERE .

Finally, after three days, my new home.  We’re supposed to be able to see Canada from the front windows.

More to follow.