Dad isn't doing well. So before I started traveling, I decided to visit him up North.
Maybe it is a hereditary thing? I had to stop to take pictures of flowers in the road ditches.
BIRD! Don't look for it, that simply means I was distracted and didn't finish the post.
We stopped at a walking path that would give us access to walk across the new bridge over the old mine.
They thought ahead and created a fabulous walking lane. If someone jumps from this bridge, it was very intentional.
The views are absolutely amazing.
The land is recovering from the mining operation.
I was called home from my work travel that week. Dad passed away 6/30/2018.