Today, I ventured into town by car to visit some local second hand thrift/furniture stores. We've been looking for a couple of tables for the living room, and they seem to be more difficult to find than I thought they would be. In full anticipation of actually finding something that would work, I decided to take the CRV into town for my hunt. I was a bit early arriving to the first store, and I saw that there was an open house just up the street, so I decided to go ahead and take a peek while I waited for the store to open. For the record, the house was adorable, and even had an outdoor pool (a dream of mine for some time).
|Outdoor pool and pool house at the Open House|
As I sat in the car debating what to do (since Sam is away for the day, helping out his father with some manual labor projects), I went blank. "Do I really not have anyone to call?" I asked myself. Of course, I do, but in the moment I felt alone and trapped, which reminded me that bicycles don't do this to us. As long as we can fix a flat (which I'm working on learning to do with better ease, and with more confidence), or put a chain back on the derailleur, there isn't a lot to go wrong with a bike. I also realized, as I began the 9 mile walk home, that I wouldn't have the opportunity to fully appreciate this autumn season that will soon disappear if the car hadn't decided not to start.
|Autumn's beautiful colors|
|Trees losing their leaves|
|Autumn leaves in the evergreen ground plants|
|Man on bicycle waits to cross at the signal|
|Sandals aren't really great for walking several miles of highway home|
|Though she looks a bit upset with me here, Lin was actually quite happy to take me home,|
and believe me, my feet were entirely grateful!