Life in the Slow Lane

Last Saturday afternoon Studly Doright decided we needed to drive the convertible into Tallahassee for dinner at a local sports bar. The weather was perfect with temps in the mid-80’s and a smattering of towering cumulonimbus clouds off to the west.

We drove east bound down a series of two lane back roads all the way into Tallahassee enjoying the peaceful late summer ambience at a leisurely pace. No worries, no hurries.

I’m not a big fan of the sports bar we went to, so I won’t mention it by name. The service is terrible–I’ve never gotten what I’ve ordered on the first try–but the waitresses are earnest in their cluelessness. They’re also adorable, which I suspect is Studly’s reason for being a repeat customer. 

On the way home the temps had dropped a bit and the clouds were more numerous. Studly and I both agreed it was an evening  meant for driving around with the top down.

Don’t you think the cloud pictured below looks like a frog? See his little leg on the left? 
We turned down Lanier Rd, a pleasant two lane that roughly parallels our neighborhood. 

I’d planned on snapping a photo of the canopy formed by the live oaks on either side of Lanier, but as we approached the canopied section we noticed flashing lights.

A tree limb had fallen and was blocking the road.  
Studly tried to convince the sheriff’s deputy that we had plenty of clearance to drive through. Fortunately the officer discouraged that. There was nothing to do but retrace our route and approach Doright Manor from another direction.

As we made a U-turn and drove away from the tree, Studly mentioned that we’d taken that very route to the restaurant. Thank goodness the tree waited for us to pass before dropping a limb. 

Who knew that life in the slow lane could be hazardous?

Safely stabled. 

Peace, people! 

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

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