Tuesday, July 19, 2011


My hair was blowing in the breeze. The music was blaring. I was singing with Bono. The scenery was a mix of breath taking beauty and barren expanses of land. I was driving by myself from Oregon to Nevada. It was a blessing. Time to myself. Loud music. The wind in my face. I didn't expect it to feel so good. It was rejuvenating.

The air conditioning on my van wasn't fixed when we had it serviced two days before we left. When we stopped for lunch, all of the kids deserted me. They all wanted to ride in the truck with dad.

I made the most of the empty van.
I was imagining myself in a convertible the whole time. I was in my merlot Miata... and it was beautiful. (Miata picture taken pre-kids, probably 12-13 years ago.)

Pictures from the roadtrip


sharon said...

Beautiful pictures! And some time to yourself to enjoy creation. What a gift, in so many ways.

Foursons said...

Oh, a ride in an empty van- even without air conditioning- sounds divine! :D

Jen said...

I'm with Foursons :) As long as it wasn't 100 degrees out. That would be a drag :) LOVE the scenery!