Playing Hooky

Had to visit a client yesterday, and when I saw those huge, fluffy clouds I couldn't bring myself to go back home to my office. I parked my car on Tribute Road near Business 80 and walked to the railroad tracks.

The trestles that burned a couple of years ago have been replaced with steel beams.

I took a path off the bike trail that leads to the river.

The reflection of the bridge gave whole new meaning to the phrase water color.

The clouds and setting sun, the mirror worlds -- this was the payoff for playing hooky.

Day 63 of 365