Adventures in Yarn

normally I love every aspect of my new life, even the driving around by myself part.  I have seen so much beauty and many unexpected, yet delightful sights.  That said, there are sometimes things that make me a little uneasy.  Here are two of them:

kinda creepy

I like to call this piece of environmental art “Bowling Ball Graveyard.”  It’s been so long since I have posted, I can’t remember if this little gem has ever made it onto the blog, but it deserves a rerun, even so.  Especially poignant when the Pandora background music is Beethoven’s piano Sonata #14, like it is for me right now.

Then there’s this…I have, on several occasions, taken weird back road detours between Columbus and Cincy to avoid this sign, and the super-boring drive that brings me to see it.    The billboard immediately preceding it says something like “If you were to die today, where would you spend Eternity?” and there is one nearby, which I find almost as offensive and heavy-handed, that commands me to “DRINK MILK.”  Yikes.  At least when I drive on 80 across the top of Ohio, my landmarks are things like a sign for Pickel Street, and a large tractor tire sign for some kind of gravel processing plant.