Having a free Sunday, and determined not to waste it doing housework, I grabbed the camera and hit the road. I intended to go, first, to Pontious Farms in White Heath. A country drive, ahhhhh.
The last direction on my GoogleMap read "Turn right on Whispering Pine Lane." But Whispering Pine Lane had a second sign, reading PRIVATE LANE. After some contemplation, I drove down the private lane anyway, ending up in someone's driveway, and waited to be shot for trespassing.
I called Pontious Farms for further directions, and got a message saying I had to call an alternate number if I wanted to leave a message, but ONLY if I wanted to leave a message. I became exasperated and decided to head on down the road. I'll try it again another day. I got these 2 photos in White Heath, before I left town:
I drove on through Monticello, Bement, Ivesdale, Sadorus. I stopped in each town, and found myself lacking interest in each one. I think it was due more to the 92-degree heat and the fact that small town businesses close on Sundays. No browsing, no one to chat with, I was bored-bored-bored and hot-hot-hot.
I came home late in the afternoon, with less than 10 photos under my belt for the day. That heat fried my creativity.
I did manage to get 2 snapshots that amused me.
A few shopkeepers in Bement will be mumbling under their breath when they arrive to work this morning, I think. Small-town pranksters had obviously been on the loose Saturday night, and I came across these two signs in one block. The first one surprised me, and seriuosly set me to wondering just what in the heck the Bement Country Opry was singing about:
I did a search last night, and discovered it's Gary Osterhoff playing on October 5. Not that other. Just so you know.
And though this doesn't look appetizing to me, I know quite a few people that might just get in line for this one:
Heh. heh. Weed buffet. Heh heh.