Random thoughts about roadside art, National Parks, historic preservation, philosophy of technology, and whatever else happens to cross my mind.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
All good things must come to an end
The vacation's over. I'm home, back in Atlanta, stiff and sore from two days of driving, covered with bug bites, and waiting for the ehrlichiosis symptoms to hit. Who'd a thunk wood ticks would love crawling under sandal straps so much?