Rail Road Bridge over the Kentucky River and Palisades knows as HIGHBRIDGE (Oct 2003)
I have become so neglectful of this journal that I am feeling almost shame Yet, when I sit at the keyboard my mind is just a barren waste. I have little inspiration and only myself to blame.
I read the most interesting book the past several days called THE SAME RIVER TWICE by Chris Offutt, a Kentucky writer. I found the book in the Hyde Brothers Book store one afternoon last week! I am astonded that I have not read anything by this wonderful Kentucky author before now.
I was pleasantly surprised to find some subtle encouragement tucked between the pages. He carried around a journal throughout all his travels and adventures. When ever something occurred he was immediately thinking of how he was going to write about it in his journal. If the day was not offering up any situations that caught his fancy, he began to talk to people and lure them into providing him with material.
When I read these words it immediately brought to mind how I felt about blogging when I first started! Everyday I would be writing entries in my head about the things going on around me.
What has happened? Have I put on some type of blinders that hide the juicy stuff that surrounds me?
This week end we headed to Detroit for Joe's work. I found the most fantastic market ever in Dearborn called WESTBORN MARKET! It was so fabulous that I made Joe go the next day to experience it himself.
Fresh baked breads, home made soups, a wine cellar, the classiest looking fruit and vegetables, a cheese corner, a drop dead from the delicious smell bakery area, hundreds of olive oils, and most things displayed in such a way that makes you want to purchase everything! Did I mention that many items are available to sample? The store is laid out to resemble an outdoor market. Lovely atmosphere. The air smells of fresh baked bread and oranges.
Instead of going out for dinner, I brought home a bag full of stuff for a picnic in the hotel room. We had Clam Corn chowder, french bread, goda cheese, figs, spinach dip with small pita bread, and zucchini walnut Bread for desert.
The drive there and back was beautiful due to the sun making a grand appearance for both days. I finally truly experienced the Maumee River which ambles along side Route 24. Yes, it is a majestic river. I have been under the impression it is the size of a creek, now I know it just narrows around Ft.Wayne.
There are three rivers in the Ft. Wayne area. I have concluded that it is the presence of these three that makes driving and finding your way around this area so difficult and frustrating. They are not large rivers. Large in the sense of The Ohio or the Mississippi. They are small and crisscross all over the city. I christened them "criks" as I remember the palisades of the Kentucky River.
It was very humbling to see the true magnificence of the Maumee