I've mentioned before that I live out in the country. On a country road. Although I've never thought much about it, I have thought my road is about 6 miles long. I'll be generous and say it might be more like 10 miles, but certainly no more. So why do we need mile markers on this road? It must be to help 911 dispatchers or something. I seriously doubt anyone will get lost on my road since it is so short. And why is it on the left side of the road? I guess that is just in case there are some British visitors. Who happen to be driving out in rural Kentucky. And get lost.
Then I was pondering this further (yes, my mind is like a fine oiled machine sometimes...) and as long as I've lived here, I've directed people to my house by saying it is "about a mile down the road". I think I once even clocked it in the car and it was a little over a mile. It might be a mile and a half, but no way is it 3 miles!
But the good news is... at least one job was "saved or created" by the installation of this little sign. Someone had to make the sign. Someone had to drive out here. Someone had to install it. They probaby had lunch somewhere along the way, so a restaurant staff kept their jobs. See, I should work for the government. I know how to work the numbers!!
I noticed this today. Sorry to dirty up your screen with moldy, dead vegetation, but since I discovered poison ivy in this area, I don't touch this spot anymore. I don't weed it, I don't mulch it, I just ignore it. But, holy cow, there is a little area of stuff sprouting there! Spring is indeed on the way!!
Speaking of green...
Thanks for putting up with my random ramblings... I'll be over in the corner pondering more meaningless and obscure things of life.