Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its seventh year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

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May 27, 2013

MAINE TO OHIO ON TWO WHEELS - DAY 10

... yesterday was just some take it easy time for me ... weather wasn't all that good, so i stayed close to jon's ... picked up three quarts of oil and did my first oil change on my new motorcycle ... instructions made it seem a bit complicated, but it turned out to be no more difficult than it was on my suzuki ... today i had planned to go down to cincinnati for a bbq with the rogers, but i wasn't feeling all that good and the forecast was for "chances of thunderstorms" in the evening, so i decided to stay in groveport ... i went out for lunch a chipolte's, then wandered a great circle of back roads for about an hour ... this picture represents what i notice most in this part of ohio, how an agricultural landscape has become transformed into an urban/industrial environment ... behind the old 10-15,000 square foot barn can be seen two 1,000,000+ square foot warehouses ...

... about a mile or so south of this location i had to turn around because a train was parked blocking the highway ... one of the local residents told me that it happens so often they're quite accustomed to having to detour via the overpass upon which i was standing when i snapped this photograph ... here the crops're going in as they have been for hundreds of years, but on the other side of the railroad tracks much of the land has been taken over by outlandish "mcmansions" centered in the middle of meticulously landscaped multi-acre lawns ...

  ... a peek into the past, the real estate sign at the edge of the road is the heading of the final chapter in the story of this old farm ...

... after this the battery in my camera died ... the extra battery was back at the house, so my picture taking was finished for the day ... now, a movie, early to bed, then tomorrow i'm going to make another visit to the air force museum in dayton ... after that i'll be heading east ...