About 2 weeks ago Arai and I went on our second adventure into the woods. I never noticed that there is a trail that the folks that ride 4 wheelers use is just outside my yard. So on this day we decided to take that trail instead of wandering aimlessly.
Most of the pictures of Arai were of his back. I had to keep telling to slow down and wait for Mom-mom and of course I got the why and I had to admit that I am old and can’t run as fast as you. A few times the look he gave aid “you need to hurry up Mom-mom”. So I had to distract him with looking up at the trees and looking down at the new plants springing forth. But that did not last long he wanted to keep going.
Arai likes pirates and pirate maps. He knows that “X” is where to find the treasure. Before Spring is over I will be making a treasure map and hiding different treasure for him to find. Only problem I see with this….who will takes pictures?
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On a minor detour for my Side Street Sunday post I went to the former location of Lucas Paints affectionately called “The Paintworks” of Gibbsboro New Jersey. Looking up some of the history shows that the Lucas’ searched most rivers east of the Mississippi to find a lake that had the least amount of minerals in it and found that Silver Lake was perfect for his paint making needs.
Although they did not know it at the time the making of lead based paint contaminated the lake. Over the years the lake was cleaned and turned into a beautiful park with a walking/running trail.
In camera black & White with edits in SnapSeed.
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Today I ventured just outside Philadelphia, PA for my Side Street Sunday.
On Lincoln Drive there is a park that I have always wanted to explore, Wissahickon Valley Park. The hiking trail in the park is slightly more than 5 miles and today I walked at least 2 miles (my legs will be hurting tomorrow).
What always caught my eye with this park is the massive bridge. The official name of the bridge is Wissahickon Memorial Bridge but it is more commonly known as the Henry Avenue Bridge.
Looking up some of the history it says that the bridge had 24 hour police patrol to make sure hat no one committed suicide. According to a newspaper clipping the women were not allowed to cross the bridge alone. They had to ride in the side car of the police motorcycle.
I was not able to get a good shot of the bridge, here are the arches and the columns.
While in the park I noticed that there are a lot of trees that seem to be growing out of the rocks (boulders).
And finally here is the Wissahickon Creek.
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More pictures from my Side Street Sunday (3).
This was a good day inspite the fact that I lost the glasses that I just purchased on Saturday and of course no insurance covers lost glasses.
I imagine that these will be some of the last pictures of the changing colors of the leaves as fall is almost over and winter will soon be upon us.
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I am Jersey born and raise but for a couple of years I lived in Peoria Arizona. In my perfect world I would have a home in New Jersey and Arizona. That would make me a very happy person. At times I would long for Arizona and those feelings were triggered today when I reviewed a fellow bloggers post, iRiPhotography. This picture inspired me to pull up some of my desert picks.
Prior to moving to Arizona I never though that I would find the desert calming but it did just that, calmed me on those bad days. I would just get in my Saturn and drive up route 17 and just get off a random exit to see what was there and I was always able to find a view that I liked.
Thanks Joseph for the walk down memory lane!