This week’s photo challenge (brought to you by The Daily Post at WordPress) is Journey. To me, life is a journey. Every morning when I wake up, a new journey begins. Every time I step outside the door a new journey awaits because, as Heraclitus (quoted by Plato) once said:
You could not step twice into the same river; for other waters are ever flowing on to you.
Saturday morning was cold and frosty here in the Bogs. The overnight temperature had dipped down into the 20s, and the flowers drooped and dipped with it. Fortunately, the day was sunny and warmed up quickly. The flowers bounced back, and M and I had great weather for a bike ride and a visit to Holmes County, also known as Amish Country, Ohio.
Recently the neighbor’s laundry has caught my eye. Not in a “I want to photograph it” way. But in other ways. Responsible ways. Mundane, domestic ways.
M and I are on our way home. After a somewhat tiring week, we decided to split up the trip and enjoy a little downtime.
Summer officially ended some weeks ago, but there are aspects of summer that are just now beginning to fade. I think we might still have a few more warm days in store. Even so, we’re entering a whole new phase of autumn.
This week’s sign was seen on a store in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. The store is called The Outhouse. They sell a lot of joke items as well as knickknacks and an assortment of other things you probably don’t need.
I think yesterday’s adventures toughened me up. When I went out for my walk today, it didn’t feel so bad. But I’ll get to that in a little while. Let’s go back to The Blue Wall first. (If you missed the first part of the hike to The Blue Wall, scroll down or click here.)
It almost makes me shiver just looking at it. One more and then we’ll walk over to the covered bridge.
When we finished at The Blue Wall we retraced our steps (easily done in the snow), climbed back up to the top of the ravine, and then headed back to the camp where we took a short break before walking down the road to the covered bridge.
Before stepping out into the road, our guide looked both ways in case one of these guys happened along:
That photo was taken on our way home and not on the road to the covered bridge. In the directions we received, we were instructed to drive slowly once we reached the road the camp is on because there is a lot of horse and buggy traffic. I was really hoping an Amish buggy or sled would come by, but it didn’t happen. We saw the guy above on one of the major, paved roads. If you look closely, you’ll notice there are no wheels. That’s because it was a sled and not a buggy.
If you like covered bridges, Ashtabula County Ohio is a good place to visit. There are 17 covered bridges in Ashtabula County. The bridge we visited is one of them.
The Windsor Mills bridge spans Phelps Creek. It was built in 1867 and was renovated 2002-2004. M and I went back so he could drive through it after we finished our hike. Because he likes that sort of thing. We thought about driving around to look for some of the other bridges but we were pretty tired from the early rising, the hiking, and the cold. We’ll go back another time.
We took a driving tour of covered bridges in southern Ohio a few years back. Boy did we get lost on those back country roads! Ohio is not particularly good at putting up street signs so it’s difficult, even with a map, to know where you are. I have a feeling it isn’t much different in northeastern Ohio so it should be fun getting lost in Ashtabula County. You never know what you might come across when you get lost.
For more information about Ashtabula County’s covered bridges, you can visit the Ashtabula County Ohio Covered Bridge Festival website.
Not so bad
That’s how I felt today when I stepped outside. It was not so bad. I must be getting used to the cold. Toughening up. Becoming a hardier winter soul.
The sunshine and blue sky helped. It was also a little warmer, around 10°F. It’s up to a balmy 14°F now. We had some brief snow showers this morning. Nothing much. Just enough to freshen up the top of the snow cover.
I haven’t been back to the woods or the creek in a few days. Maybe more than a few days. It’s been either cold or icy, both conditions keeping me from making the trek. As you can see in the above photo, it’s icing over. I don’t think I’ve ever seen it completely frozen over. It’ll be interesting to see if that small channel of running water is still there tomorrow. It is expected to be near zero again tonight.
The pond continues to drain, probably due to the pressure from the ice and snow on top. I thought for sure the pond would be frozen over, but my foot broke right through the ice when I started to apply pressure by stepping on it. Good thing I was prepared for that and didn’t put all of my weight down or I’d have come back with a wet foot. My snow boots are not waterproof. I’m loving these, in case you’re interested.
It was, surprisingly, an enjoyable walk. This is one of those days in which I am happy with my commitment to get outside every day. Otherwise, I might have stayed indoors, thinking it was too cold, missing all the beauty that’s out there for us to enjoy today.