Driving can be tiring!

I must be getting old. I love driving, but motorways with people cutting in and out as though creating a complicated pattern for material no longer excites me. Instead I find myself slowing down on minor roads to enjoy the different textures of trees; shrubs; grasses etc. When I see an obviously cultivated shrub just growing on a ditch with no indication of a man-made habitation, I wonder if it was just thrown out or did it last longer than the dwelling.
Where did this musing start - in the RTE 1 Drivetime programme as Mary Wilson summarised Day 1 of the National Ploughing Championships. How many people in those queues yesterday morning cursed the roads, the NPA Organisers or even their own decision to leave a little later than planned & then were caught in the traffic over the last 5 miles? My own thoughts on the matter: relax and use the queue to mentally gird yourself to enjoy the whole event and be thankful the weather isn't too bad this year!
Only 3 days until the Rosscarbery Autumn School & I'm getting excited. Looking forward too to see what food products turn up to show our visitors on Sunday morning especially those from Germany although the whole weekend will be interesting & I met people in Cork & elsewhere yesterday who wanted to know more about it.

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