Stop—and go, too
Thursday, 5 July 2012
Sculptures at the Mackie Rest Area, Clare.
Dry, dry, dry when we hit the hay last night, but a serious rain-storm came through about 5AM, allowing the plants to be revitalized. We figured it was M&D smiling down on us, setting us up for a quiet moment distributing their ashes under the huge double white pine, where MaryAnn suggested.
Then we hit the road, having bookended things, as far as my emotional center is concerned.