Today we're wandering down Bohannon way to an old place loaded with charm and character.
Not only was she photogenic...
...but she also provided a lovely frame for some of the surrounding homes and scenery.
Everywhere I turned there were scenes within scenes, if that makes any sense. Like the shot below of a door framing a glimpse at the interior and that distant window framing a glimpse at the other side. Frames, that's what I see everywhere.
Yes, I'm weird. But that's really no secret.
In doing some research on the county for a side project, I happened upon a folder that contains all sorts of information on this place, and I took copious notes. But I'm too tired to dig out all those notes because of a day that went like so:
5:30 alarm, got dressed in the cold and the dark, grabbed strong, black coffee on way out the door to drive 50+ miles to work where I sat in agony for 8.5 hours because I've thrown my back out and no amount of pain reliever works but it only hurts when I sit except all I do all day long is
You know, one of those days.
So for now let's just enjoy the scenery and not worry too much about the details, although if you have any background on this place, feel free to chime in.
p.s. Thanks for letting me vent, and of course I really don't want to completely disembark this crazy ride, I just want it to slow down some. Also, it would be nice if the ride came with
a one-way ticket frequent flyer miles to Bora Bora, where I'd relax in my thatched over-the-water hut that had room service and daily maid service. Oh, Bora Bora, wherefore art thou?