The Road to…..No Where

The Directionally Challenged Lack an Internal Compass.   That is an actual title of an APA article.  I could have  told the American Psychological Association that without them going to the trouble of doing a study.  Since I have gotten lost going to work when there was a road blocked, I have resorted to an investment in a Garmin.  I have relied on my  Garmin many a time to get me where I want to go and back home again.  Today I set out for Black Hoof Park, which is a not too far away from where I live.  Apparently my Garmin is not at it's best when it's overcast. It loses contact with the satellites above.   I drove around in circles trying to find the park.  It showed up on the Garmin screen, but it never lead me to the right place.  I think if I had heard "Recalculating" one more time, someone would have found a perfectly good Garmin on the side of the road.  I did find a bike/walk path and pulled into it's parking to enter the name of the park in my Garmin one more time.  Relief!  My trusty Garmin had found the location!  The skies must have cleared just for me.   On the screen display was Black Hoof Park, 191 miles away.  In Iowa.  That was a littler further than I had planned to go.  By this time it was late in the afternoon and the sun was about to set, my chance for a lake picture with autumn trees was about to end.  Then I looked up and saw a balloon!  It was beautiful, bright blue with red diamonds and it was floating along not to far away from me.  I took a road that followed the direction it was going.  This was definitely going to make up for the missing park with the beautiful lake.  As I slowed down and entered a parking lot, the balloon became huge.  I was so excited.  Before I could get out of my car, it landed and within minutes had deflated into nothingness.  No balloon.  No picture.   Couldn't they have stayed in the sky one more minutes?!?!?  I felt as deflated as the balloon.



It was a productive day.  I can say we have a stained deck that looks pretty good, some sore muscles and a garage that is a little more organized than it was this morning.  It was a good weekend for getting things done around the house.  Not so much for my picture-a-day goal.  But 365 days will add up to a lot of photos.   Maybe I'll even find that Black Hoof Park close by and get my photo.   Or drive 191 miles to Iowa.