This dirt road has me thinking...

of all the summer days I would walk down the road to meet the ferry and my cousins as they came home from work. There's nothing quite like the sight of a dirt road, or the feel of it on your bare feet to bring dreams of where you'd like to wander, things you would like to do and a world of possibilities to life! It's taken nigh on 60 years to get here but I like a dirt road. I like to dream. I don't actually have to do it all... the dream is enough!