Mrs. Todd Part Deux

Yesterday gave me wanderlust. I wanted to see what else was out there on roads I haven't traveled. The more remote, the better. Remember I like horror movies.

But first... this blue jay made a rare appearance in the bird garden.

What a gorgeous bird!

And on with the tour!

I couldn't even tell you where I went, I just took whatever road looked interesting and ended up in Kentucky before turning around to come home when the light started to fade.

This is an unusual tobacco barn.

More pretty horses.

Another road all for me.

Dead corn, dead corn, dead corn... Trees!

Another lucky moo cow.

Goats that ran out in front of my car. This is not an adequate goat fence, it's kind of a joke actually. There was a baby goat that was soooooo incredibly adorable, but the sun was behind it so I couldn't get a picture.

When I went to Scotland for the first time, we took a train and there was one part of the forest that was just white tree after white tree after white tree. I should have shot video of it, it was the most beautiful thing. This reminds me of it a little bit.

You can tell some of them aren't used very often... ask me how...

This is where Somara lives. I drove by quietly. She never sleeps you know... she never... sleeps...

This looked inviting. I like the menagerie of colors.

Of course, these were a little more stunning.

My grandfather used to drive around and take photos of chimneys and old houses. So now you know where I get it from.

So as I was saying yesterday... leaves covering the road...

This was an idyllic scene. Huge tree, little piece of fence peeking out. I initially thought it was a bench, which seemed perfect.

One of my favorite pics of the day.

And another barn.

Deer just hanging out.

More barns. Maybe I have a problem.

Oh.

My.

God.

This house was humongous. And the farm was humongous.

This is my other favorite photo. It was a really pretty area. My GPS said I could keep going and meet up with another road... no... not unless my car could fly...

  

I love the way the hills roll. Gorgeous.

Then I came home and made chicken enchiladas with mexican rice and black beans. That's what I'm selling at the farmer's market tomorrow.

It's a lot of work, and I've decided if things aren't better this weekend, I'm done. It's too much time and effort to do this and not sell anything. I have fun talking to everyone, but I can just go visit if I want.

The dinner also comes with Creamy Jalapeno Ranch, Salsa and Creamy Avocado Dip. $7.50, I think that's fair for two enchiladas and all the fixins. And if no one else does, then the King and I have dinner for the week and some to freeze.

And now it's time for the Queen to relax and snuggle with the royal hounds. Adieu!

The Road Less Traveled

My mom always used to take the back roads, and as a kid I never understood it... why not just take the direct route? I called her Mrs. Todd... as in Stephen King's short story, Mrs. Todd's Shortcut, where this crazy back-road-obsessed-old-bat (*) kept finding strange and menacing creatures in her increasingly obscure backroad adventures. And I don't know for sure, but I'm pretty sure it led to her demise.

(* Not that the Queen's mother is a crazy old bat... just back road obsessed.)

Now, of course, I am doing the same thing. Exploring. Taking the road less traveled. I like to see what's out there, and even though there isn't much traffic to avoid, I still avoid the main roads if the back roads aren't too far out of the way.

Today this was one of my high traffic areas.

He kindly moved to the side to let me pass, but really, I was happy taking in the scenery so I wasn't going much faster than he was.

Wet creek.

I took some really interesting roads. And turned around a couple of times because I swore I heard banjos.

Dry creek.

Like the road after this pic, which went from pavement to gravel to rutted gravel to dirt and up a steep incline. No thank you. I have four wheel drive, but I still drive a Mini.

I'm fascinated by barns, and I saw some real stunners today. Like this one that has been right before my eyes many, many times, had I bothered to turn my head and look.

From the front it has sort of an Amityville vibe going on. The side is architecturally interesting with all the zigging and zagging.

Crazy twisted tree trunk - happy Halloween y'all! Too bad there isn't a vulture perching on the tippy top.

Pretty haunted horses.

Don't look at the ghost George... don't look at the ghost.

Or maybe 'look at the flowers Lizzy.' hahaha, that's for The Walking Dead fans. Like moi.

A cool natural arch.

This area was gorgeous.

And very quiet.

Because this is THE road less traveled. It started out paved and then it was gravel... and I just kept hoping it stayed gravel and it too didn't turn into dirt. But my trusty GPS (stop laughing) showed me that it met up with the main road eventually.

This guy wasn't worried about it.

This church was pretty picturesque. For a second there I thought I'd found a wormhole and I was in New England.

I could cry... this was an awesome barn, but I got a blurry pic.

But in a way it looks like I did it on purpose, like I had some fancy camera filter to make it look like an oil painting - and that makes it artsy fartsy. 

Ha!

Another full tobacco barn. We are apparently the tobacco capital of the United States... that's not anecdotal - we really are.

Another pretty road. I'm going to miss fall when it's gone.

Lots of hay for the moo cows.

I don't know why this barn fascinates me so, but it's one of my favorites. I think it's partly because the green has faded and worn away and it looks turqouise. I think it's beautiful.

And here's our lovely barn. This is one of the few times that you can see it from this angle because the trees are naked. Yes, that's right. You are looking at a whole bunch of trees in their birthday suits. Perv.

As much as I like the "blue" barn, I think this may be my favorite photo of the day. It's postcard worthy.

If I was a moo cow, this is where I'd want to be.

But as a driver, I appreciated being here. On a road all to myself. One where, in spots, the leaves covered the road... which is an odd experience because you know where the road is, but you doubt it's there. Minds like to play tricks. Or at least mine does.

And so ended another spontaneous adventure. Are you relaxed? I'm relaxed.