Exploring on a Winter Day

A typical Saturday morning at the Tisch house usually begins with one of those conversations that go like this: 

“What would you like to do today?”
“Oh, I don’t know. You?”
“I don’t know.  Anyplace you want to go?”
“Don’t know.  Let me think about it.”
Repeat this a few times, and then finally someone will suggest a place to go, or something around the house to work on together.  

Today it was so lovely outside, in spite of the snow that arrived during the night.  The temperature was getting above freezing.   We were itchin’ to get out and take a drive. 

A few miles from us is a covered bridge, and that is where we chose to go.

Union Bridge near Madison, MO

Union Bridge, near Paris, Missouri, was built in 1871. You can read a bit about it here.  It is in need of some repair, but walking through it you can still get a sense of the craftsmanship that went into making it.

Union Bridge close up

I was fascinated by the stonework that forms the road leading up to it.  

post and beam construction

Mark appreciated the post and beam construction, and the wooden pegs holding it together.

original floor of bridge

Walking through it on these boards gave me a sense of history, making me wonder how many people used this in times past.

inside the bridge

An amazing structure.  Mark read that it was made so that a hay wagon could get through.

View from the bridge

It was picture perfect. Peaceful, just warm enough, and the sound of the water flowing over the rocks in the creek made it so calming.  Mark is standing (lower left) on a concrete roadway that can be driven over when the water is not too deep.

Winter spectacular

A destination + my camera + my best friend = a perfect winter day exploration.



The wide open spaces of the Midwest hold some of my favorite views.  Even on a cloudy, rainy day.  It seems that the wetness brings out the intense colors, cleans the dust off of everything. 
As we took a little break and drove out into the country we kept seeing batches of these little purple flowers.  The purple against the green of new grass drew my attention.  Then a passing truck along a lonely road…it all spoke of the journey we make.  
Sometimes the path is filled with pretty stuff that is easy to see. Other times we have to search for it.  The point is to keep your eyes open, keep looking.