Many times while riding along our Alabama country roads, you'll see remnants of old shacks and barns that have been abandoned or just plain neglected. With time, kudzo, trees, and other vegetation grow up around these structures to the point that they appear to be playing a game of "hide and seek" with you.
HIDE AND SEEK
Obviously, they become more evident as the seasons change, but come summer time when the woods are lush with new green growth, you won't even notice these old shacks.
This one appears to be playing "peek a boo". This pic was taken during the summer, and if you were to ride by this place two weeks later, you probably wouldn't even see it. The kudzu grows so fast, it would be completely covered by then.
It's really been too cold to get out and ride and besides, I've spent all weekend diving through my files and paperwork trying to get ready for the tax man. Do you think I could pass one of these off as my place of residence so I can get a break from Uncle Sam? Pffffffft. Didn't think so.
Have a great week everybody!
Lady R
My dad passed away yesterday morning at home, surrounded by his loving family. My brother and I were able to get home, and as we gathered around him during his last moments, he knew we were all there with him. He even looked into my mom's eyes and told her it was time for him to go, and he loved her.
That would be really unique, accept for the fact that 49 out of our 50 states ALL got snow this weekend. So whoop-dee- doo!!
Awwwwww.... how precious. But, then again, if it's not your beloved pet... who really cares, right?
Need I say more??
The sweetheart holiday is upon us and I don't know about you, but I plan to have a nice quiet weekend with my Valentine of 30 years. Harley and I have shared some cool experiences and enjoyed many common interests throughout our years together, and I look forward to more of that to come.
I hope you all have a great Valentine's Day and enjoy the weekend spending it with the sweetheart of your dreams. If not, maybe that little fat guy wielding a sharp weapon will find you and shoot your ass with his love arrow. Yikes!
With these gorgeous beauties showing you the way... it's easy to fall into a make believe fairy tale of your own. We were somewhere south of Autagaville, on Highway 82, but Oz could have been just around the corner.
"Follow the wild red road. Follow the wild red road. Follow... follow... follow... follow... follow the wild red road."
Dorothy had her yellow brick road... I've got my wild red road. I'll be happy with my own fairy tales, as long as I stay clear of the lions and tigers or bears... oh my.
Obviously, they become more evident as the seasons change, but come summer time when the woods are lush with new green growth, you won't even notice these old shacks.
This one appears to be playing "peek a boo". This pic was taken during the summer, and if you were to ride by this place two weeks later, you probably wouldn't even see it. The kudzu grows so fast, it would be completely covered by then.
