Tuesday, October 28, 2008

a lake, colors, and communication

vogel park
Originally uploaded by daveterry.
Sometimes I just have to stop and smell the roses, literally.

Before the leaves fall and winter arrives, we decided to take a ride up to Blue Ridge. It was a little early for the color but we did manage to find many trees changing.

On the way up we drove through a burger place and treated ourselves to some onion rings and a shake, something I rarely have. Then we went to Vogel park. While Ruth slept in the car I sketched some paddle boats.

But the time we enjoyed the most was just talking on the way. Oddly, we didn't even turn the radio on. We just enjoyed laughing and talking for eight hours throughout the trip.

I think we get so busy that we forget to communicate. it's important to turn off all the noise and just talk to each other.

Good communication is as stimulating as black coffee, and just as hard to sleep after. - Anne Morrow Lindbergh