Last week my house felt empty. One of my kids is in Brooklyn, the other Manhattan (I have no idea where they get this need to travel…)
Now there were plenty of times in the last eighteen years of being a parent, that I longed for the peace and quiet of an empty house, but with my daughter leaving for college this month, this particular emptiness signaled a little too much CHANGE.
Change is a tricky thing.
So I got a little teary (okay maybe a lot) but then I realized I possessed something I really hadn’t had in a LONG time.
My husband and I could technically just go somewhere. Take a road trip.
I love road trips. I’ve done lots, but I think all were carefully planned, strategically mapped out. At least since becoming a parent. Because leaving your kids can be a big production, even (especially?) when they’re teenagers.
But I wondered, what if we left on a whim? Last minute, without any advance planning. So, I called my hub, and then, three hours later, we’d both untangled ourselves from work and hit the road.
We were gone for only thirty-one hours. But we saw SO much. Check out the highlights:
Heading west from Richmond, Virginia.
I don’t know what it is about rolling pastures (and barns, and cows), but they make me smile.
We stopped at The Homestead in Hot Springs, Virginia.
Meet Jake. You can find him at The Homestead stables.
Meet…um, Bob. You can find him on the purple cone flowers.
Coffee (a very important road trip ingredient) in fancy, historic, Jeffersonian china.
Me and hub taking a selfie. That look in my eyes makes me think I drank too much coffee.
When we started driving again, we saw this out the car window on route 220. Falling Springs Falls. I love waterfalls, so we stopped. When we saw people at the top of the falls, we investigated…
A swimming hole! With a rope for swinging! I felt like a kid.
Next we stopped at Natural Bridge. Nature is pretty awesome.
And nature is occasionally frightening. Meet…Stella? Not sure. I didn’t get a name. I think Stella guards the bridge. She’s big enough.
Natural Bridge also has a butterfly house.
Without change, there is no butterfly.
Last stop before home…Stonehenge,England??
A Styrofoam replica of Stonehenge by artist, Mark Cline.
(Just a short drive from the Natural Bridge.)
Then, home again, home again, jiggety-jig.
What are your thoughts on spontaneity? Have you seen any interesting roadside attractions?
Check out the blog of Lynette M. Burrows. She writes about aliens, and androids, and clones, but read her blog and you will see she is down to earth.
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