The way I travel to work
is filled with lines
and blue skies
and an airport fence.
It’s straightness follows a curve,
a detoured right turn,
a left turn,
then up a hill.
Past houses both small and hugely expensive,
past groves of green and yellow trees,
past a trail crossing.
Another left turn.
Driveways on the left,
a narrow road,
the foliage of green weighs heavy on a barrier fence.
Almost there and then
I stop.
The light is red.
Waiting…
Waiting…
Waiting…
Green is a go and so I must,
across the busy road,
past the gas station,
past the line of resting truck trailers
until I turn left one last time.
I’m there.
The way I travel to work,
is serene and peaceful amid the bustle of cars and trucks.
The sunrise greets me some days,
the dark of winter on others.
Fog and rain chime in unrequested.
At my destination
I park,
breath in,
and hang out inside
until I can do it all over again, in reverse.
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Mary J Melange 
This is really lovely
You’re very kind. Thank you!
What a nice way to think about your commute. Very nicely done, Mary.
Thanks Dan. It’s really a pleasant commute, on warmer days when the sun is rising and I have the windows open. When they get done with widening a section of Hwy CB, there will be fewer turns and no angst over slow pokes. ;-p
What a lovely commute. That makes all the difference in the world. Not so bad when you can enjoy the ride.
The ride is my 15 minutes of peace before I have to think about business at work. And the 15 minutes of joy when I can yell, “Woohoo, work is done!.” 😉
Routines…
Every day… 🙂
Yep
‘in reverse’….my favorite time of day. 😀 Don’t you feel on autopilot when you go to/from work? Some days, I swear, I don’t even remember driving there and all of a sudden I’m in the company parking lot. So weird.
I’m not often on auto pilot, but I do get impatient with the slow pokes on the way home. When I lived at my last place and took the interstate there and back, that was cause for auto pilot. It was a boring, noisy drive. I’m glad I only have to do that stretch now on my way to yoga. 😏
Beautiful.
Thank you, Ally. 🙂
Your drive sounds similar to mine but I get to pass cows and a vineyard instead of truck trailers. I love that you’ve dreamily described this mundane task of driving to work in such a way I feel I am a passenger.
Thank you for your lovely comments and glad you are seeing nature and critters on your way to work rather than trucks or highway.
I do feel lucky for this drive, it does act as a destresser no matter the day. Even the airport…I’m not bothered.
Oh, the things we take for granted. Driving to work became so automatic I sometimes took that same road on the weekends when I was off. Not any more! Thank you for your vision which makes me more mindful.
I’ve been guilty of not noticing changes in the landscape while driving to work or elsewhere. Sometimes embarrassingly so. This has been a gentle reminder to myself to pay better attention to my surroundings.
I love this! Appreciating the small things makes all the difference.
Thanks Laura. The photo in this post is an early stretch of my ride that is one of those small things. It is here that I see the best part of the sunrise or the eeriness of fog and mist. There’s something cool about it…
There are lovely parts of Wisconsin – early September mornings are pleasant, that’s for sure. You’ve captured the beauty of the scenes exceptionally well. One day, when you’re ready to retire, you’ll be glad you’ve taken many opportunities to enjoy the commute!
I may actually miss part of the commute – the sunrises, the occasional red sky, or summer mornings when I have the windows open and can still breath the cool before the heat. I will not miss the destination, Shelley, unless I’m going back there for a visit. 🙂
And rightfully so!!
Makes me want to jump into a car and get – well, not away, but – towards something.
But I don’t own a car unfortunately.
Perhaps a friend with a car will take you for a ride on a nice, sunny day. Somewhere that produces a lot of Rabirius photographs. 🙂
Probably. But first there has to be sun. 😊
I liked the rhythm of this.
I stop.
The light is red.
Waiting…
Waiting…
Waiting…
I feel like I’m in the car with you 🙂
Thanks Joanne! It’s not the longest red light ever…unless I’m running late. 😏
Have you ever noticed you never get a red light when I want one?
So true!