Thursday April 5, 2012

 

 

Traveling Home From Louisville

 

 

I love the quiet of driving through the country – even if we are on an interstate.

 

 

Going through Cincinnati is not relaxing and quiet, but I liked this scene as we entered the city.

 

 

I am fascinated by barges. It looks like this one is moving a load of coal – or something that looks like coal.

 

 

Truckers always get my attention – and prayers.

 

 

After getting settled in at a motel in western Pennsylvania, I told Cerwin I needed a short drive through the country before supper.

 

 

He asked where I wanted to go. I looked out the motel window and said, “Let’s see what’s over that hill.”

 

 

 This is what we found.

 

 

I love being able to stop and take interesting pictures.

 

 

 

 

We almost missed this sign on Route 985, then realized what it was and turned around to investigate.

 

 

 

 

I was surprised that it was so close to a road and between someone’s yard and a farmers field. I expected the rescue site to be out in the hills somewhere.

 

 

 

 

I like the memorial statue.

The miner appears to reading a Bible.

   

   

 

 

On the other side of the narrow country road these Holsteins grazed contentedly with no knowledge of the miracle that happened a few hundred yards away.

 

 

We continued driving on a few more country roads, having no idea where we were going, and soon saw evidence that this was coal-mining country. 

 

 

 

 

Whether in the country or in town, springtime was everywhere.

 

 

I love traveling, but it was good to be home again.