The parsonage is bordered on two sides by a pasture owned by Towler Farms. Sunday morning before six I was outside with my camera in hopes to catch a pretty sunrise....what I got was Keith and Chris's barn. I thought it had an almost mirror like face on it. You can see the puffy white clouds and the sun peeking out. It was such a peaceful shot I had to include it....oh...and it is located on Hwy 22.
This was my view on Monday evening when I was headed home. The sun was setting behind me....and I was in a heavily treed area. "The road is long...with many a winding turn...that leads me to who knows where...who knows where." Bee Gees. This is one of the most peaceful times of the day. When we got home we went to Beth(our church pianist) and Ron's so Beth could play and I could sing...and afterwards we went to Sonny's for dinner. Roanoke does not have a ton of eating choices. The food was good, the company was better. I posted with this picture earlier in the week because I have such a thing about hands.
I was excited about Tuesday. I had nothing to do tonight, Frank had a Firefighters meeting....and I was going to have some major down time. It felt good. On my way home on Hwy 22 I found a fascinating barn just outside of Daviston....and I am as fascinated by barns as I am by hands.
Wednesday I started Mandolin lessons at Granddaddy's Music just outside of Roanoke on Hwy 22. It is a neat place and I am excited about this new venture. I have to really hustle because my lesson is at 4:30 and I am not supposed to leave school until 3:30...and it takes an hour for me to get home. I was early on Wednesday because there was absolutely no traffic hendering me on Hwy 22. I took the photo just before turning in to park. When I left after my lesson...it was pitch black and I had to hustle to get home and get to church. Wednesday was a busy, busy day.
I bowl on a league on Thursday nights with my sweet Frank. It used to be one of our only nights of togetherness back when my parents lived with us....but now we just enjoy it. On Thursdays Frank takes me to work and I enjoy having someone else in the car with me. He returns at 3:30 to pick me up, we run errands, go see my mom (this is Frank's only day to visit), and then eat supper and go bowl. We get home somewhere around 10. I head for bed because tomorrow is another day. My ABFF lives on Hwy 22 too. She just lives nearly 50 miles away from me. We stopped by her house because there were some interesting things to photograph. On her door was a Mardi Gras wreath....what kind of wreath do you put on your door after Christmas?....anyways, in her yard...was a remnant of Christmas...A Charlie Brown manger set. I could not resist. I love Mardi Gras colors and have always loved Charlie Brown. I kind of always felt like his soulmate.
just lovely. Don't you. I spend two hours a day in my car....commuting back and forth from Roanoke to Alexander City and back....all along Hwy 22. The scenery is awesome....and I have had people ask me how I could stand this ride....well, you have seen all the evidences of God's nature I am bombarded with on my daily road trip. I can't imagine NOT riding it.
My final day of the week to take pictures and I thought I would finish each week with a church sign. Our church has a sign....so do about 10 others I pass every day down Hwy 22....but today, sitting in the same parking lot with us was a great sign at Rock Mills Baptist Church....right there on Hwy 22....so today's sign is theirs. Have a blessed Sunday....and remember to save your fork....The best is yet to come!