Walk Along the River

ready to motor Sometimes the obvious stares me in the face for ages and ages before I see it. I enjoy taking pictures of flowers and water and scenery. If you were reading the Transcontinental Tales posts, you have probably figured that out already. I like to take pictures, I like to share them, I have a blog where I can post…. Well okay, I can post my photos to my blog!!! Major revelation. *grin*

The week after I returned home there was a festival in the neighboring town. My husband and I walked there and walked along the Raritan River to the festival. canal during festivalPart of the old Delaware Canal is still in existence here and we walked back along the towpath. There were ducks and a heron and seagulls and fish. I tried to take pictures of the heron but it was on the far side of the river and my camera (my iPhone) was insufficient to the task. Or perhaps it was the photographer. Always a possibility. 🙂 I am sparing you the blurred pics of a white against brown.

It was an absolutely gorgeous day with bright sunshine and warmth and people were smiling and having a great time. Oh, well, except for the man on the stage at the festival who was spouting hate and rage. I didn’t hear him (I’m getting quite good at selective hearing) but my husband listened (of course) and he pointed out to me what was being said. beside a rockSigh. Looking at the faces we passed, I think most people were in much too good a mood to be roused to anger at that moment.

It was a good walk – maybe 2 miles all told. We’ve walked into town before to go to dinner. It feels like “oh my what a long walk” but everytime we actually walk the trip we are surprised by how close it is. *smile* NOT in bad weather, however. Then it IS too far too walk. Especially over the bridge. Have I ever told you about my bridge phobia? The Delaware Memorial bridge is the “bridge of my nightmares” for one set of bridge-nightmare. The Raritan River bridge is yet another. *grin* But I’ll leave those details for another time.

I hope you enjoy these photos. They are nothing spectacular, only happy memories of a lovely walk along the river.
ducks on a shady river

calm river

river flower

reflections on the water

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There's not much to say about me. I discovered SecondLife by accident, wandered in, and decided I wanted to stay. This blog was a chronicle of my adventures and misadventures in SL. It also includes stray thoughts that occur to me as a result of my time in SL. Both I and my avatar are female. We both love water and the beach and gardening and parties and hanging out with friends. Updating this after quite some time. I haven't appeared in SL in many many months (probably over a year by now) but SL has remained in my thoughts. I do miss my SL, but at least I still have contact with some of my friends from there. In the meantime.... this blog has evolved to be about my RL adventures. :) Nowhere near as risque as my SL but I do keep busy. I still like all the things listed above. I didn't have any cats in SL (only ducks and a panda) so my cats feel that they should play starring roles in my posts. :) I didn't do much eating IN SL although certainly food and drink accompanied me in RL while I roamed inworld. Cooking and baking have become more fun and interesting once I redid my kitchen. That renovation took longer and cost more than if I'd done it virtually, but I'm thrilled to have a tangible new kitchen! I hope you like food and drink as well! Thanks for reading!

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