Friday
Jul272007
The long drive home
Friday, July 27, 2007 at 6:55AM
You might think that the title of the post suggests a long ride to and from work is a bad thing... but the reality is at 25 minutes - it's a lot shorter for Kelli now and only a little longer for me. But the difference is - it's in the country. In the morning your transition between the feeling of seclusion and relaxing country life is gradual - and accompanied by cows, horses or goats grazing in misty dew covered fields. It's not uncommon to see a few deer on the morning commute - and certainly not uncommon to see a few farmers tending to their crops or herds. It's just a slower start to the day than driving down an express way while the soccer mom in the minivan cuts you off to get her Starbucks topped off.
In the afternoon the drive home offers a sort of gradual unspooling of tension as opposed to the opportunity to fly the bird at some road rage induced sales executive who cares more about a quota than the personal element of the car they just ran off the road. Coming home through the country is a slow return that builds in excitement of the final "long drive"... up the nearly 4/10th of a mile long driveway... Coming up the drive, Joe the spotted horse is almost always outside munching on grass and when you say "Hey Joe" - he acknowledges you as much as a horse acknowledges anyone. It's just relaxing listening to the gravel crunch under your tires as you roll towards home... And on the final turn in the driveway - well, the picture speaks for itself.
Just over a month in the house and it certainly feels like home.
In the afternoon the drive home offers a sort of gradual unspooling of tension as opposed to the opportunity to fly the bird at some road rage induced sales executive who cares more about a quota than the personal element of the car they just ran off the road. Coming home through the country is a slow return that builds in excitement of the final "long drive"... up the nearly 4/10th of a mile long driveway... Coming up the drive, Joe the spotted horse is almost always outside munching on grass and when you say "Hey Joe" - he acknowledges you as much as a horse acknowledges anyone. It's just relaxing listening to the gravel crunch under your tires as you roll towards home... And on the final turn in the driveway - well, the picture speaks for itself.
Just over a month in the house and it certainly feels like home.
Reader Comments (1)
Oh wow - that's such a well written entry, and sounds soooo nice! I totally get what you're saying on the drive to/from work once one's moved to the country. I COULD opt to hop on Rt 76 to drive in to Kent/work, but instead I go under 76 and take the country roads instead. The MPH isn't quite as fast, but I get there in about the same time, and it really is good for the soul!
TOTALLY jealous of your long driveway!
Who's Joe the horse? You guys have a horse!?
Love the caution sign by the driveway!