ou ever get a case of the “Mondays” that starts on Sunday night? If you don’t know, the Mondays are that blue feeling that happens when reality sets in that the weekend is over. It usually happens when you’ve had an awesome weekend that you don’t want to end.
Haven’t been out and about on a road trip in a while. I’ll be honest friends, it’s killing me. We did go on a road trip on the way to Gatlinburg recently. We avoided all the major highways and drove through all the little towns on our way through eastern Kentucky and Tennessee; it was wonderful. But on the way back, needing to get home quickly and prepare for the coming week of school and work, we rushed along the interstate with hundreds of other hurried travelers like ants dutifully marching toward their task.
I was out taking photos again for Discover LaRue. It was a cloudy day and the wind was whipping across LaRue County looking for an unprepared reporter to turn into an icicle; I forgot my jacket that morning. It was one of those famous Kentucky mornings that start out deceivingly warm and then the temperature begins to drop.
I was headed south on New Jackson Highway for a last minute interview with a fabric shop. I love fabric, so I was already pretty happy about the opportunity. The sun was shining and everything was showing that glorious fresh green of early spring. A purple field caught my attention so I turned around and parked my car to take some photos. I think the weed in the field is called henbit. I’m sure it is some kind of nuisance, but it was absolutely stunning against the bright blue sky. I snapped some pictures and headed on to my destination.
Sometimes you just have a hunch; you can’t explain it but something tells you to veer from your normal path and see what lies ahead in the other direction. One such hunch came over me last week on my way to work. I was running late and was just going to take the quickest route to Hodgenville from home, Hwy 31E. But something was telling me to turn off on Salem Church Road. Maybe it was my lack of acceptance that it was indeed production day after a long weekend with Monday off, but I followed my instincts and took the long way to work.