Barn

This photogenic little barn lives on Poplar Grove Lane.

I drove over to visit it on my day off Monday.

The weather was absolutely frigid, 

but the barn didn't seem to mind at all.

I, on the other hand, had to take pictures from the warmth of my little car, 

lest my fingertips finally surrender and fall right from my hands.

I used the frigid temperatures to avoid doing any running, which is really unacceptable; however, neither my fingertips nor my legs complained at all with my decision.

My goal this week is to use the gym at work during lunch.  It's indoors, like most gyms are.  It's also free.  So there is absolutely no excuse not to exercise.  None whatsoever.

It's so hard to get back in the swing of things after your life has been disrupted by accidents, surgeries, holidays and trips away from home, but I vow to do it.

No more excuses.

Poplar Grove Lane

Last Saturday I turned down Poplar Grove Lane for the first time in my life.

Although I've driven by the road a million times in my 47 years, I was always in too much of a hurry, unwilling to stop, turn, and take a good look.

I'm glad I did this particular time.

There's much to say about Poplar Grove itself (vs. just a few scenes from the lane).  However, thanks to limited time, that will have to wait for another day.

Otherwise click on this link to a post from 2009 where I briefly mention it.

In unrelated news, as of last night, thanks to my son's doctor's appointments and my work, I've slept about 45 minutes driven about 450 miles since Sunday night and will be driving another 150 today and 100 tomorrow.

In case I've not mentioned it lately, I'd really love an over-the-water-hut in Bora Bora. For fourteen days, please.

Where would you really love to be?

p.s. Thanks for all the kind words and comments here lately, they truly mean a great deal.