Tuesday, June 26, 2007

A Different Take

The new commute takes me (by car) over the river on the Bear Mountain Bridge, then into the wild roads of northern Westchester. It's interesting; there are ways to go that don't involve big highways and multilane clogs. This morning, with a little extra time, I pulled into a scenic overlook not far from the bridge and wondered if my former train was passing below. There were signs of eagles.

See? Signs, of eagles.


Amy Plum said...

It looks beautiful. The mountain, not the sign.

Anonymous said...

Good for you!!! 'Pull off into scenic overlooks on your normal drive' - this should be one of the instructions life comes with: take time to be astounded by the beauty of the everyday. Now that you don't have the train window to gaze out, you'll have to make it a point to stop and breathe in the view occasionally.