Head out on the highway...

(Gravel road... Whichever...)

Lookin' for adventure...

And whatever comes our way...

The sad thing is, this is the song I had in my head this morning as I was psyching myself up to do the dishes.

It's a humble little existence I lead.

I need some sort of adventure/vacation in the worst way. And to be clear, relative to this humble little existence that I lead, I'm using the terms 'adventure' and 'vacation' quite loosely. For me this could be as simple as eating out somewhere that doesn't have a 'Mc' before or 'Ranch' after the name.

Strangely I chose this particular set of photos because they were the first thing that I came upon that happened to have a road in them to fit with my 'get out on the highway' theme and I wasn't in the mood to look any further, but now that I'm looking at them I realize that they're strangely familiar to this photo...

...which I took less than a year ago when I did actually go on a little adventure. Oh, that's right... I DO get out of the house/township/county/state every once in awhile!

It's a good thing I write these things down to help me remember.

These more recent photos were taken last September. Evidently 2009 was a bit of a tornadic year as far as me and my camera were concerned.

This menacing wall of cloud (I honestly don't know if this is what you call a wall cloud, but it definitely was a wall of cloud, I can tell you that) was forming north of our little homestead and I darted out to get pictures, thinking, "Whew. I'm so glad that it's moving away from us." But as I clicked away I realized to the dismay of my intestinal fortitude that it was, in fact, moving toward us.

All was well that ended well, obviously. No tornado right on top of where we were, luckily, although I do think I recall that this wall of cloud did move on to menace some other unsuspecting souls.

These photos can remind me that there's no place like home all they want, but I ain't takin' the bait. No ruby red slippers for me. I may not have exactly been 'born to be wild', but my motor's runnin'.

My motor... is... runnin'.