So here is a selection of pictures from the fifth day on the mountains… Check out the post of that day Thursday morning on the mountain – Thursday, June 29.
Today’s images are taken as we meandered our way down off the mountain and along the River Road into Valle Crucis for lunch…
Quiet and still, warm and humid, Sunday Morning Coffee Muses
Almost nothing is heard above the sound of the fans. Even the traffic roar isn’t intruding like during yesterday’s front porch musings.
Yesterday the rains came down fast and furious for awhile. Making the roads a challenge while we drove down Six to see the kids and the grandkids after their trip to Florida. Today’s foretelling by the prognosticators of weather isn’t as full of rain chances as yesterday. But the chance of excess heat is… excessive.
My new neighbor has a conundrum, the city is requiring him to either build a sidewalk across the front of his property or dead that amount of property to the city. Now the crazy part of this is, his is the last property in the city. The city limit is actually on his property. You would have to travel about a mile to find another sidewalk. And none of the property between is undeveloped, so the city can’t force anyone else to build sidewalks. So as usual, city requirements is for a sidewalk to nowhere, that no one can get to because of the ditch at the side of the road.
So here is a selection of pictures from the fourth day on the mountains… Check out the post of that day Slept In On The Mountain Morning Coffee Muses – Wednesday, June 28.
We drove north on the Parkway almost to the Virginia line… Stopping at the Brinegar Cabin (to take pictures for the Facebook page I manage) and then driving down off the mountain to Mount Airy for a late lunch.
Hot, Humid, Rain on the Horizon, Morning Coffee Muses
As the images show, I failed at even starting my Deere meditations yesterday. At the time the heat was just oppressive and there wasn’t any cloud cover to provide any breaks.
As you can see, we’ve had our first monarch of this batch emerge. I’m not sure where this one was hanging but he isn’t the one on the chair arm.
For 9:30 in the morning it’s just way too warm for the back porch. Time to go to breakfast anyway…