You arrived home about twenty-three hundred hours last night after leaving Tampa at six-twenty-five in the morning. Several breaks along the way plus time out for a Sunday dinner at the ‘rocking chair’ place and a stop at Kroger’s at Mason-Montgomery Road for essentials. Unpacked and a bath, bed time after midnight.
Up this morning at nine, Carol had been up since seven. The only selection from the beach is a small well-rounded stone about the diameter of a penny and three times as thick. It caught your eye on a walk on the beach in the early morning sun. When the light hit it you saw the reflection in a softly toned golden color and you immediately thought of the unique color of Tiresias’s staff and thus picked it up for self-keeping.
This reminds you that the sunset was also unique while you were driving towards Cincinnati from Lexington, Kentucky – a solid sheet of an electric baby blue color where the sun had recently been. Over the course of miles north it turned an electric light green like the Gulf waters, then a blue-green and finally a violet as you were crossing the Ohio River. You also surprised how long the western sky (where the sun had gone down) stayed dimly lit – it was after twenty-two hundred hours and you were thinking you were further north, up into Michigan and even Canada than you were. It event reminded you of a recent photograph Doug had sent you evidence of noctilucent clouds on space weather. You think what you saw was noctilucent haze with no clouds present, just western sky noctilucent haze.
It was quite striking and very pretty, a pleasant distraction heading home. Plus, it is amazing to note the difference in sun setting times. I think it was about 8:25 on the beach at St. Pete the night before and it was about 9:10 or so in Northern Kentucky last night, and the light became dimmer but lingered on and on until about a quarter after ten. Quite cool. Thank goodness it was a safe trip with only one accident witnessed – it had taken place perhaps five minutes before. Three cars were way off the road on the right, no one appeared hurt, and none of the three had been hit so all three had been in an avoidance maneuver. At times, over the years, we have seen the recent remains of some pretty horrific accidents. I think of the drive as an adventuresome road rally, at least in my head, makes the drive more fun and always challenging at the same time. For instance, we shaved about thirty minutes off our December run home (but of course we had no snow to deal with). We did have one pretty nasty thunderstorm though between Chattanooga and Cleveland, Tennessee. The road in this section is two lanes one way instead of three and there were lots of trucks and steep hills so everyone was jammed together at speeds of forty to fifty miles per hour on the average for well over a half hour. Lots of lightning and immediate thunder as well as heavy dropped pelting rain. A very satisfactory diversion from normal. Eyes on the road and the car or truck in front at all times. Good times on the road. I love I-75 north and south bound from Cincinnati to Tampa (and even further south to Naples when on our way to Key West).
Enough to catch up and post. You have ‘catch-up’ errands to run and household/lawn chores today. – Amorella.
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