LIKE SPILLED PAINT

I'm really enjoying our Spring riding these days. Every corner you turn, or hill you top, delivers another delightful view of our Southern landscape.  Not to mention the great weather!

Fields of color open up before you like spilled paint on a canvas.  My eyes are constantly shifting from the road to the fields, trying to take it all in. 

 
Borders of yellow and red line the roadways with clover and other wild flowers. 

All in all... I'd say we had a very colorful ride!  Hope you did too!

Have a great week everybody!

Lady R

PIC OF THE WEEK - FOLLOW THE WILD RED ROAD

With Valentines Day just around the corner, it's got me thinking... red. With hearts and roses everywhere I look, it reminds me of the rich bold color that lines our highways in the early spring with these blood red wild flowers.

FOLLOW THE WILD RED ROAD
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.

Have a great week everybody!

Lady R

PIC OF THE WEEK

"MELLOW YELLOW"
"I'm just mad about Saffron.
A-Saffron's mad about me.
I'm-a just mad about Saffron.
She's just mad about me."
"They call me Mellow Yellow,
Quite rightly.
They call me Mellow Yellow,
Quite rightly.
They call me Mellow Yellow."
Harley and I took a short little rest stop at some rail road tracks during our ride Saturday, which gave me the opportunity to capture a shot of these golden beauties that filled my eyes all day and had Donovan singing "Mellow Yellow" in my head!

I know these aren't very spectacular pictures for this weeks "Pic Of The Week" choice, but these brilliant yellow wild flowers where every where and it made me think of that song. The sun was shining bright, while the air was cool and crisp; and after a leisurely 225 mile ride around our Alabama countryside, I was feeling pretty mellowed out myself.

Weekends just don't last long enough... do they?

Have a nice Monday everybody!

Lady R