Photo-A-Day: May 15, 2014 - From where I walked

While in Washington, each morning I'd be up around 7 a.m.  I'd quietly go downstairs in my jammies and robe, put on my boots and my friend's wool ruana, grab my cane and my cameras--great pockets in my robe--and head down her driveway to the road.  The entire week I was there, I only saw one car, two times.

I'd walk down the road, to the West, until I hit the path that led me into the woods.