We’ve been on the road—the National Road that stretches from Cumberland, Maryland across Pennsylvania to Wheeling, West Virginia. This road opened the land west of the Alleghenies to early settlers. (I think some of my great, great, great forebears, the Nordykes made the trek to Indiana along this road.) I was especially moved by the Madonna of the Trails—a statute saluting pioneer women. (One of those greats was a grandmother.)
After we got a good dose of history, we headed down to West Virginia for crisp air, lovely scenery and much loved grandchildren.
Sometimes the best part of a good trip is getting back. Particularly with the garden putting on one of it’s best shows. The lily is a volunteer stretching toward the sky just outside my bedroom. The cleomes festoon the front (and almost recovered) flowerbed with sparkle and pizzazz.
We’re on the road again tomorrow to see the Houston tribe. I’m the excited owner of a new wi-fi laptop—if I can find a coffee shop, I can keep on posting!
See you from Houston.
1 comment:
What a wonderful 'road trip' to take.... along that historic route and to know that your own family trekked along the same path at some point!
I envy you the walks in the mtns, the history abounding, etc... but am hoping to get a good big dose of such things for myself sooner rather than later ... since I got my TN nursing permit yesterday and can now work at getting a job there :) Lee
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