As often as I’ve started a new job, you’d think I’d be a pro by now. But the nerves have really gotten to me and I feel like I’m starting 1st grade all over again. I just hope I don’t break my thermos before I get out the front door this time around. Like back then, there’s no money in the budget for a replacement.
I really needed to stay focused and distract myself by cleaning and doing laundry. So you know what that means:
I only had a couple of gallons of gas in the car, so I couldn’t go far. One of the great things about the valley is that towns are only about 5 miles apart from one another, which makes for great short sightseeing trips. I live just off of Middlebrook Avenue, so I thought I’d check out the town by the same name. It’s only a few minutes away but, as I found out, there’s not much to the town. I drove a little further, hoping I’d find something noteworthy before my gas ran out. Lo and behold, I came across Brownsburg , circa 1793, which I’d never even heard of before. What a little treasure!
After passing through town, I saw a sign for Raphine, which is one of my favorite nearby towns. I didn’t have time to stop, but I couldn’t resist taking a shot of Wade’s Mill (complete with flour-covered wall) and Rockbridge Winery. [Sadly, I wasn’t dressed for public or I would have stayed for a tasting. I’ll remember this for future outings!]
It’s been a while since I’ve wandered out, so it was a nice – albeit short (<30 miles) – trip. We’re about 5-6 weeks away from foliage season, and it is just the first of many tours. Still, I couldn’t help but notice that the leaves are beginning to change colors ever so slightly. I will never, ever tire of fall.