{ Backroads }

 When we were growing up...and gas was really cheap...Daddy used to love to just drive us around and in his words "get lost". He'd get on some back roads and I'd wonder if we would ever find our way back home. But Daddy....he always knew where he was going and although I was totally lost....he wasn't at all.  This past Monday morning I took a little trip to Jefferson City, my usual place to thrift and grocery shop, and decided I'd take a back road through Rocky Valley that I hadn't traveled along in a few years. I seemed to be the only car on the road for several miles so I was able to stop and get some pics. 

I loved this little old shed that's still standing along the side of the road. 

Wonder what the history is behind it?

 Rocky Valley - 

one of my favorite places in the whole world - 

nothing fancy at all, just lots of farmland, cattle and scenery.

Can you see it? The little creature on the right side of the road across from the mailbox? It's a red fox. Y'all, it crossed the road up ahead of me, went down a little bank, ran through a field, crossed back across in front of me, and followed along beside my car for quite a while. The next pic is him/her trotting along beside me. It was just beautiful. 

This was the main reason that I took the route that I did - I wanted to get a pic of this old rundown cabin. At one time, it was home to my great Uncle Hal - my Daddy was named after him. I remember Daddy and Momma taking us to see him when we were just kids and he gave us chewing gum. He lived in this cabin and worked on the farm for the owner. Such a sweet memory - I was happy that it's still there.

So, what about you all? 

Do you enjoy taking backroads to get to your destinatinon? 

I really do - 

as long as I know where I'm going.