As Seen From the Road

Off To Visit West Virginia

We had only been in Kentucky when our trail took us to Petersburg, West Virginia to visit Lee's relatives. He grew up in Petersburg but hadn't been back since his dad passed in Feb. of 1999. Since then he had lost his mom and brother but didn't make it back. His sister, Linda, is still living there and we were glad to see her and visit. I hadn't been back to Petersburg since 1992. While there we were able to visit the old farm Lee and Linda grew up on. First photo is a foot bridge across Mill Creek Run. Second is a photo of Linda and Lee and Ziva, our dog. Yes, we took Ziva with us. She and Linda got along well.

This is the old log cabin they lived in. The white part of the house has been put on by the new owners who use it as a weekend get-a-way, I think. When Lee and Linda were growing up there was no electricity or plumbing. I don't think any kids would agree to live that way now.

 Linda and Lee with their old home behind them.

Linda and me.

 Lee and me and Ziva, the dog.

Close up of the part of the chimney and log cabin wall.

A very old sugar maple tree that Lee played in as a boy. Notice the large burl near the base.

This was the smoke house when they were kids. They would hang the meat in here to cure. Not sure what it is being used for now

Different Trails

       The different trails or pathways that are lives take us on are unknown to all of us. I don't there is a person ever that could guess at the way their life would turn out. From the time we are teenagers or shortly there after we usually think we know what job or career we will have, and how we will live our life. But I have never hear any one say their life happened as they thought it would.
       That is what I was thinking about when I started this blog today. I have written several blogs - Tumbleweed Crossings, Wonderin' Words, and Yucca Tales - and thought I would do a new one. Especially since my life has taken a new direction to turn. I did Tumbleweed Crossings for about 15 years which was about living in Rio Rancho, New Mexico on a chunk of desert land. When I retired a few years ago I figured I would become a 'desert rat' for sure.
        Now I find I have moved - with my husband and pets - to Bedford, Kentucky to be near my son. What a change it is. From desert and high mountains to rolling hills of green grass and farmland and eastern forest land.
       I hope to have lots of photos of my new home area and be able to write about the wonderful sights in this Kentucky land. And not just Kentucky. We are about a half an hour from the border of Kentucky and Indiana. Madison, Indiana is where we do a lot of our shopping. To the northeast of us is Iowa where my nephew and family live and I hope to see them soon. The other way - east of us- is Petersburg, West Virginia where my husband, Lee, was raised and his sister still lives there along with some of his cousins and friends. In near by Ohio I have a cousin and her mom, one of my aunts visits there frequently. I can't wait to visit them next summer.
      Thanks to any one that stops by to read what I write and take a look at my photos. Look for more soon.